Intro: Bm, G, Bm, G, D Asus4 (x2)
Verse 1:
Bm
Goodbye circus wheel
G
May you rest along the sea
D
I have given you the fire of my youth
Asus4
And the triumph o're my enemies
Bm
Goodbye fair weather home, and your faithless factories
G
I have given you the blood and the truth
D Asus4
from the wounds they laid onto me
Bm A G
And whatever they left, well, I kept it for my own heart
Chorus:
D
And the lonesome all understand
Asus4
With the choirs in my head
Bm
And we were orphans before
G
We were ever the sons of regret
A
My baby
D
And on and on and on
Asus4
the alphabet boys carry on
Bm
We were orphans before
G
We were ever the sons of these songs
Verse 2:
Bm
And now my lights, they never go down
G
they waltz the moon and stars for me now
D
So you can find some local libertine
Asus4
to take your daughters out on the town
Bm
And I can feel it in my aging bones
G
How the sound of the rain mixes up
D Asus4
into the fountains where I drank my hero's blood
Bm A G
So I left you to find my very own hat full of rain
Chorus:
D
And the lonesome all understand
Asus4
With the choirs in my head
Bm
And we were orphans before
G
We were ever the sons of regret
A
My baby
D
And on and on and on
Asus4
the alphabet boys carry on
Bm
We were orphans before
G
We were ever the sons of these songs
Bridge:
F#m
Now I'm trying to keep it straight
Bm
Learning all the streets and the alleyways
G
And learning where they lead
D
Now that I'm left alone here to drive
F#m
But it's so hard to stand on your own
Bm
Against mirror of glass, hard and cold
D
But the clothes I wore
G
Just don't fit my soul anymore
D
No the clothes I wore
G
Just don't fit my soul anymore
Chorus:
D
And the lonesome all understand
Asus4
With the choirs in my head
Bm
And we were orphans before
G
We were ever the sons of regret
A
My baby
D
And on and on and on
Asus4
the alphabet boys carry on
Bm
We were orphans before
G
We were ever the sons of these songs
Outro:
D
When we were young
Bm
We were diamond Sinatras
G
Like something I saw in a dream
D
We kept our secrets in rooms
Bm
locked up tight like a tomb
G
Where the ballerinas lay