Key: B
Introduction:
Em C
Your class, your caste, your country, sect, your name or your tribe
G Am
There's people always dying trying to keep them alive
G Am
His body's decomposing in containers tonight
C
In an abandoned building where
Em C
A squatter's made a mural of a Mexican girl
G Am
With fifteen cans of spray paint in a chemical swirl
G Am
She's standing in the ashes at the end of the world
C
Four winds blowing through her hair
Am D Am D
But when great Satan's gone, the whore of Babylon
C G C G
She just can't sustain the pressure where it's placed
Am
She caves
Em C
The Bible's blind, the Torah's deaf, the Qur'an is mute
G Am
If you burn them all together you'd get close to the truth
G Am
Still they're pouring over sanskrit on the ivy league moons
C
While shadows lengthen in the sun
Em C
Cast on a school of meditation built to soften the times
G Am
And hold us at the center while the spiral unwinds
G Am
It's knocking over fences, crossing property lines
C
Four winds, cry until it comes
Am D
And it's the song of man
Am D
Slouching towards Bethlehem
C G C G
A heart just can't contain all of that empty space
Am D
It breaks, it breaks, (it breaks)
Em C
Well, I went back, I rent a Cadillac, a company jet
G Am
Like a newly orphaned refugee, retracing my steps
G Am
All the way to Cassadega to commune with the dead
C
They said, "You'd better look alive"
Em C
And I was off to old Dakota where a genocide sleeps
G Am
In the black hills, the bad lands, the calloused east
G Am
I buried my ballast, I made my peace
C
With four winds, levelling the pines
Am D Am D
But when great Satan's gone, the whore of Babylon
C G C G
She just can't remain with all that outer space
Am D Am D
She breaks, she breaks, she caves, she caves.