Key: D
Introduction:
D Em
Comet streams and the rocket scenes and cyclone-turning seas
D Em
Thy foes profanely rage
D Em
Hands washed, Pontius-Pilate-clean in proud Euphrates' stream
D Em
Where no one knows my name
Em G D Em D
I'll be long, long gone
D Em
Tolling bells through Courchevel, all moon-rides, lifts are full
D Em
Cladding breach at 3-mile beach, all spent fuel pools are full
D Em
It's all the same to me
Em G D Em D
I'll be long, long gone
G D Em
I'll be long, long gone
G D
In such fell repose, you suppose
Em D G
That mouth will finally close
Em D Em
When you're long long gone?
Percussion, then...key change!
Dm
I was born of a thought of mine
I was the ISIS flag design
Gm
You were a Lilac Queen
F A7
Paddling through your empire's streams
Dm
I was born of a thought of mine
Born of the stillborn heart of mine
Gm
You were the Werewolf King
F A7
Peddling round your sapphire ring
Dm
Soon is the swing of the Hammerhand
Same is the low-flying day of the Vultureman
Gm
Circling the earth I go
Dm
Nearer the boots to the stolid floor
Or restless thought to the waves of a foreign shore?
Gm
Racing the sun, I rose
F A7
Hastening lest thy gates be closed
Dm
But I, but I find, but I find
Gm F A
But I find, dadadadada, dadadadada, dadadadada
Dm
that there is time