Chords
Down The Burning Ropes

Key: A

Introduction: Am    

Am  
When the hills let go
Slowly fade into the water like some ancient lover
                                                          G  
On a ship filled with ghosts
                                                     Am  
It's something to behold
Am  
When the paper thin girls
With twisting little braids in their hair,
                                                                                  G  
They take off their coats and throw
Pebbles and stones from the side of the boat,
                             F  
Crying out
                                G                                                         Am  
The stones they float, the stones they float
                          F                              G                                                                    Am  
Oh my God, the stones they float, the stones they float
Am  
Down the burning ropes
Past the places where the steal beams meet concrete skies
                                                                          G  
You make your bed under the moonlight
                                                                        Am  
I think it's time we said goodbye
Am  
Cause nothing moves in the warm air
And words that once would cut like a knife,
                                                                                        G  
They just hang in the cloud and you're
Pushed by the lord,
                                                                                        F  
But you're pulled by the crowds and
                             G                                            Am  
You're overboard, you're overboard
                          F                         G                                         Am  
Oh my God, she's overboard, she's overboard
Am                                            G         F  
My love she's overboard
                                        Am  G  F  
She's overboard
                                                                  Am  G  F  
My love she's over board
                              Am  G  F  
Am  
Not a shell unbroken
In the valley where my heartache and the timbers lay
                                                                  G  
It's not the time to be hanging around here
                                                        Am  
You know what some might say
Am  
That people get too reckless
That even with the simplest of crimes
             G                                                                                                    F  
As I clean the knife for the very last time
                  G                                              Am  
I think she knows, I think she knows
                          F                 G                                                 Am  
Oh my God, I think she knows, I think she knows
I think she know
                          Am  G  F