Capo on the 2nd
                                          
  Am    A *    Em    E     F     G *    D * 
 | --- |   | -5- |   | --- |   | --- |   | -1- |   | -3- |   | --- | 
 | --- |   | -7- |   | -2- |   | -2- |   | -3- |   | -5- |   | -5- | 
 | -2- |   | -7- |   | -2- |   | -2- |   | -3- |   | -5- |   | -4- | 
 | -2- |   | -6- |   | --- |   | -1- |   | -2- |   | -4- |   | -2- | 
 | -1- |   | -5- |   | --- |   | --- |   | -1- |   | -3- |   | -3- | 
 | --- |   | -5- |   | --- |   | --- |   | -1- |   | -3- |   | --- | 

* = Alternative chords, better sound.


Intro: Am E F G D E
 
Am
  Oh once in a while
E
  I learn how to smile
  F      G           D       E          
  Horses shadows and rain on stone

Am
  No god here I'm sure
E                                         
  This must be the cure
      F        G           D       E     
  For all this carrion and aimless drift

Am                                          
  Retreat from the begging
E                                          
  And invites to the wedding
  F   G            D       E                  
  Revelation means nothing here
                                          
Am                                         
  In time we forget our
E                                          
  Need to devour
  F       G          D        E               
  All the stories of tortured souls
                                          

  A               Em                        
  Crawl into your arms
  A                  Em                     
  Become the night forever
  F                 G                      
  Coiled and close, the moment froze
  A                Em                       
  Deform to form a star
  A                 Em                         
  Here on earth together
        F                        G        
  I got time to share and a well used stare


Am                                        
  This smile isn't pure
E                                          
  Certain or sure
  F       G          D     E                  
  Cold precision was never there
                                          

Am                                          
  The way we uncoil
E                                          
  Return to the soil
  F         G              D     E            
  Flaws are everything and chaos reigns