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A D E
You, you never looked so good
A D E
Sipping life down like I wish I could
A D E
But these sober tears are all that's left to shed
D E
Sandy's soul, now made of bread
Face down beneath the rubble lies a man
Tales of the future already in the past
And of himself, well he hasn't much to say
But wake the gods, it's droodlin' day
A E D E
He said, I left my home where the dead never rose
A E D
But the streets of gold I've yet to find
A E D E
And at the end of the day all you can do is pray
A E D E
Without hope well you might as well be blind, yeah be blind
E A D E
Tomorrow comes a day too soon
E A D E
Tomorrow comes a day too soon
Angel, sweet angel of my youth
Where have you gone? You flew away too soon
This brick I built now builds a higher wall
See it crumble, hear me fall
There hangs the fool, who once had it all
Chorus
D E
And though the road has yet to rise
A D
On these hundred years that passed me by
D E
And the blood with the river flows
A D
Through the crimson field never sung
E
And no never sung
Chorus
A D E
Ahh well you, you never looked so good
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