[Verse]
Am D
The sweat cuts rivers in the dust
F
On your face
Am
While the wheels beneath complain
D
The wind still whistles through the haze
F
The sun shines like a razor blade
G
And the bones of crops and banknotes pave the way
[Interlude]
Am G F G (8x)
Am G F
[Verse]
Am G F G
The highways are lined with graves
Am G F G
Like the fingernails of giants
Am G F G
Like blood pulled through a vein
Am G F G
We rush the west in silence
Am G F G
And I am not the one you wanted here
Am G F G
But I will fill my post
Am G F G
Heaven's touch is often out of reach
Am G F
To those who want it most
G F
You wear a rose from yesterday
C G
Like the world is green and overgrown
F
And I wear a handkerchief around my mouth
C G
To keep the dust and ashes out
F C
I dream a glass of water
G
With you dreaming of the sea
F
And I watch my feet and you would watch the sky
C G Am
And we would wonder why our eyes no longer meet
[Interlude]
Am
[Verse]
Am
It was hard to call the thing we saw a storm
G
Like it had climbed from the pages of some novel
F
And the sheets of dust hit everything like waves against the rocks
E7
It was morning but I'd be damned if I could tell
Am
And you would hold my hand and close your eyes
D
And I didn't mind
F
When hell bears its teeth
Am
You learn your place and this god forsaken sun could be the moon
D
For all it provides
F
Eyes are on the road
E7
Before it disappears again
[Outro]
Am G F E7
Am D F
Am D F E7
Am