2 acessos
D D C D Down the stairs to the stone house. Golden light, oh what a fight, another sleepless night. Em A Her dress's filigree, She tells me all her secrets then I'm back on the street. Em A Oh, whoooaaaooh Em A It's hard, oh it's hard to help yourself when you don't know where to begin. Em A It's the devil, it's the boil, it's the black of night in your head, in your head. D C D Do you see the fire, heavy lit before this time? Know you the color of the end of, the end of, the end. Em A Silence is dancing to beating drum. Money is nothing but a loaded gun. Em A Oh, whoooaaaooh Em A And it's hard, oh it's hard to help yourself when you don't know where to begin. Em A It's the devil, it's the boil, it's the black of night in your head, in your head. Em A It's hard, oh it's hard to help yourself when you don't know where to begin. Em A It's the devil, it's the boil, it's the black of night in your head, in your head. [Interlude] D C D Em A Em A Em A Em A And it's hard, oh it's hard to help yourself when you don't know where to begin. Em A In the midst of a moment can you break the boy, can you tame a demon? Em A Light a candle in the dark, in the dark, in dark Em A In the dark, light a candle in the dark, in dark Em A In dark, in dark, oh, whoa, whoa Em A In the dark, light a candle in the dark, in dark, in dark, in dark... (Fade...)