Tono: B
Introducción:
B F#A BA G(x4)
Verse
A
Fires of the lighthouse burning in the bay
Bm
Waters of the sound sleeping through the day
A
Ostrich of the night half buried in the sand
Bm
Nearer comes the man, sickle in his hand
A
Battles in the back seat, soap box car
Bm
Black-bolt lightning car I don't care who you are
A
Fires of the lighthouse, sound of the guitar
Bm
? regard
A C#m
Death where is thy sting? In the trails of
F#m
Sunfish sails and curve stitch string?
A C#m
Black mass ghosts of half-chewed hosts
F#m
Off the Henlopen coast in the saltwater spring
A C#m
You arrive washed up in the tide Normally alive
F#m
with your consolation boots of Spanish inquisition eyes
A C#m
Prancing around the stage at your advancing age
F#m
Offering stale communion to the presbyters of time?
Verse
Bm
Is it too much to ask to reproduce the past?
A
Stories of the ice boat wreck kept us warm
Bm
Sheltered from storm on the ocean floor
A C#m
And in the morning, we rest in Corinthian headdress
F#m
On couches of ivory
A C#m
And wake in the moonlight Like badgers at midnight
F#m
To friends made in factories somewhere
(louder)
A C#m
You'll know where to find us, our best years behind us
A C#m
'Our joy was electric, our circles concentric...'
F#m
Converging on statues of permanence
A C#m
Death where is thy sting?
F#m
You ought to put more thought into what you bravely sing
A C#m
Aft-mast ships of straw-short bricks
F#m
You'll soon see exactly where my victory is
A C#m
The spring to its slumber Your lighthouses black
F#m
Like virginal slumber I'll break like the lap
A C#m
Of your Delaware shore Your Blue Hen remains
F#m
Will dissolve at my door Like a teaspoon of salt in the rain
And I'll wrap up your absence
A C#m
And comfort your family With words like eternity
F#m
And friends made in factories somewhere