Here Comes The Flood



Here Comes The Flood
Capo 4

Am             AM/G     F
When the night shows
The signals grow on radios

All the strange things
They come and go, as early warnings

G              G/Em                 F
Stranded starfish have no place to hide

F      D/F#               G           E/G#       Am
Still waiting for the swollen Eastern tide
Am/7                D/F#        
There's no point in direction
 D/F                  F                 C
We cannot even choose a side


Am             AM/G     F
I took the old track
The hollow shoulder, across the waters

On the tall cliffs
They were getting older, sons and daughters

G                          G/Em             F
The jaded underworld was riding high

F      D/F#               G           E/G#       Am
Waves of steel hurled metal at the sky

Am/7                D/F#     
And as the nail sunk in the cloud
D/F                                 F                 C
The rain was warm and soaked the crowd


C    C/B                   Am
Lord, here comes the flood
G              E/G#                           Am
We'll say goodbye to flesh and blood
E/G#                           E          Am
If again the seas are silent In any still alive
E/G#    E/F#      E              E/D             F     
It'll be those who gave their island to survive
Fm            Gm    G#  B              C
Drink up, dreamers, you're running dry

When the flood calls
You have no home, you have no walls
In the thunder crash
You're a thousand minds, within a flash
Don't be afraid to cry at what you see
The actors gone, there's only you and me
And if we break before the dawn
They'll use up what we used to be

Lord, here comes the flood
We'll say goodbye to flesh and blood
If again the seas are silent
In any still alive
It'll be those who gave their island to survive
Drink up, dreamers, you're running dry

Lord, here comes the flood
We'll say goodbye to flesh and blood
If again the seas are silent
In any still alive
It'll be those who gave their island to survive
Drink up, dreamers, you're running dry
Drink up, dreamers, you're running dry

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