Mark Erelli - Ichabod
CAPO: 5th Fret
[Intro]
Am G Dm Am G Dm Am G Dm Am
[Verse 1]
So fallen, so lost, the light withdrawn
G
Which once he wore
Dm
The glory from his grey hair gone
Am
Forevermore
[Verse 2]
Revile him not, the Tempter hath
G
A snare for all
Dm
And pitying tears, not scorn or wrath
Am
Befit his fall
[Verse 3]
Oh, dumb be passion's stormy rage
G
When he who might
Dm
Have lighted up and led his age
Am
Falls back in night
[Verse 4]
Scorn, would the angels laugh to mark
G
A bright soul driven
Dm
Fiend goaded down the endless dark
Am
From hope and heaven
[Verse 5]
Let not the land once proud of him
G
Insult him now
Dm
Nor brand with deeper shame his dim
Am
Dishonoured brow
[Verse 6]
But let its humbled sons instead
G
From sea to lake
Dm
A long lament, as for the dead
Am
In sadness make
[Verse 7]
Of all we loved and honoured
G
Naught save power remains
Dm
A fallen angel's pride of thought
Am
Still strong in chains
[Verse 8]
All else is gone from those great eyes
G
The soul has fled
Dm
When faith is lost, when honour dies
Am
The man is dead
[Verse 9]
Then pay the reverence of old days
G
To his dead fame
Dm
Walk backward with averted gaze
Am
And hide the shame