2 acessos
INTRO: B F#m A Dbm F# A E A E A E F#m E VERSE: A E Her communique arrived with its expression of her feeling A E I swear I had no idea she'd been holding in conceiling F#m Dbm Such a storm of words unsaid F#m Dbm Though absurd as it appears B Had been blowing in her head F#m For twenty-seven years A E I knew I had to face her so I grabbed my Davey Crocket A Threw a scarf around my neck E And twenty dollars in my pocket F#m Dbm I found her in the same old place F#m Dbm Pamphlet in her fist B When I saw her windblown face F#m She said well, look at who it is CHORUS: B F# F#m Meet me on the mad parade A Dbm E B When the midnight bells are chiming B F# F#m Dbm B Db Dbm We'll dress up as the harlequin and the clown B F#m Pile up all the blunders that we've made A Dbm In a tower too tall for climbing F# A E A E A E B A E And we'll burn the damn thing down VERSE: A E In the great November light she was older still alluring A E Her hair grey and longer than it ever had been during F#m Dbm The days we loved an slept F#m Dbm In her bed of painted wood B In the little place she kept F#m In a crumbling neighbourhood A We walked along a while E Like we were old companions A But I could feel the gap between us E Yawning like a canian F#m Dbm She with her church and code F#m Dbm Her extravagant beliefs B Me a creature of the road F#m A child of dust and grief CHORUS: B F# F#m Meet me on the mad parade A Dbm E B When the midnight bells are chiming B F# F#m Dbm B Db Dbm We'll dress up as the harlequin and the clown B F#m Pile up all the blunders that we've made A Dbm In a tower too tall for climbing F# A E A E A E B F#m E And we'll burn the damn thing down VERSE: A E She smoked a cigarette and blew smoke rings at the ceiling A Said if you're problem is long standing man E Then why don't you try kneeling F#m Dbm F#m Dbm Now your face I see you're still a sinner in the mist B Setting up your little will F#m Is king in place of His A I said I've heard about sin E Down the long wheels of ages A I cracked books of lies E With a thousand twisted pages F#m Dbm Then I looked her in the eye F#m Dbm And asked her clear and plain B If your religion was a lie F#m Then what would remain VERSE: A She said I've got my beating heart E And I've two loving hands to heal with A And there's nothing in my day that E I ain't got the strength to deal with F#m Dbm I said darling I confess F#m Dbm The same things applies to fate B And as for all the rest F#m We agreed to disagree CHORUS/OUTRO: B F# F#m Meet me on the mad parade A Dbm E B When the midnight bells are chiming B F# F#m Dbm B Db Dbm We'll dress up as the harlequin and the clown B F#m Pile up all the blunders that we've made A Dbm In a tower too tall for climbing F# A E A E And we'll burn the damn thing down F# A E A E A E A A E Yes we'll burn the damn thing down