Chords
Weather Of A Killing Kind

Key: F

Introduction:  F   Am   Bb   F   Am   Bb   F  

difficulty
very easy |||||
                                       F 
Well I see the clouds, I see the shadow
                                     Bb           F                       C 
It's rainin' wolves outside our door
                                 Dm  C                       F 
We stand and watch through hesitation
                                           Bb                           C           F 
'Cause they'll be spread out there forevermore
                             F 
You said the sun's behind the fallin'
                               Bb         F                   C 
It's how the creature's heat their paws
                               Dm  C                     F 
And lay their hands on my decisions
                 Bb                                   C                               F 
And burn right through the books of sober loss
                     Bb               Am             C 
Now there is somethin' in the wild
                     Bb                     C             F 
Here is a weather of a killin' kind
             F 
Silently pass their sleeping jaws now
                         Bb           F                 C 
But I hold cymbals in my hands
                     Dm   C                             F 
Don't need no score to play this piece, no
                                       Bb           C               F 
Don't need no violins to lose a man
                     Bb         Am           C 
Now there is somethin' in the wild
                         Bb                 C               F     Am     Bb     F       Am     Bb     F     Am     Bb     F 
Here is a weather of a killin' kind
                           F 
I drink for something when I'm nothing
                             Bb             F                     C 
I drink for nothing when it's gone
                               Dm   C                                                   F 
And I feed the clouds, they are my shadow
                           Bb                         C             F 
'Cause I have raised the cubs my self alone
                                 Bb       Am           C 
Now there is somethin' in the wild
                       Bb                 C                   F         Am     Bb     F     Am     Bb     F     Am     Bb     F 
Here is my weather of a killing kind