Cifras
Changing Of The Guards

Tom: G

Introdução: Ab    

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                     Fm  
Sixteen years,
                  Ab                    Eb                                 Fm  
Sixteen banners united over the fields
                          Db                              Eb  
While the good shepherd grieves
                          Fm                    Ab                         Eb  
Desperate men, desperate women divided,
                                          Fm                                      Db  Eb      Ab  
Spreading their wings 'neath the falling leaves.
                     Fm  
Fortune calls.
                     Ab                                      Eb                                                    Fm  
I stepped forth from the shadows, to the marketplace,
                                     Db                                              Eb                                                            Fm  
Merchants and thieves, hungry for power, my last deal gone down.
                                     Ab                                    Eb                                                    Fm  
She's smelling sweet like the meadows where she was born,
                                        Db      Eb                    Ab  
On midsummer's eve, near the tower.
(Interlude)
                                             Fm  
The cold-blooded moon.
                                Ab                                              Eb  
The captain waits above the celebration
                                Fm                              Db              Eb  
Sending his thoughts to a beloved maid
                                Fm                              Ab              Eb  
Whose ebony face is beyond communication.
                                        Fm                                                                                    Db                    Eb              Ab  
The captain is down but still believing that his love will be repaid.
                                          Fm  
They shaved her head.
                                                        Ab                                    Eb  
She was torn between Jupiter and Apollo.
                                Fm                                 Db                            Eb  
A messenger arrived with a black nightingale.
                                                Fm                         Ab                                            Eb  
I seen her on the stairs and I couldn't help but follow,
                             Fm                                                                                    Db  Eb              Ab  
Follow her down past the fountain where they lifted her veil.
(Interlude)
                                             Fm  
I stumbled to my feet.
                                Ab                                            Eb  
I rode past destruction in the ditches
                        Fm                                                                              Db                                    Eb  
With the stitches still mending 'neath a heart-shaped tattoo.
                        Fm                         Ab                                                 Eb  
Renegade priests and treacherous young witches
             Fm                                                                              Db    Eb         Ab  
Were handing out the flowers that I'd given to you.
                                     Fm  
The palace of mirrors
                          Ab                                 Eb  
Where dog soldiers are reflected,
                                Fm                            Db                      Eb  
The endless road and the wailing of chimes,
                          Fm                                    Ab                            Eb  
The empty rooms where her memory is protected,
                          Fm                                                                         Db                 Eb                      Ab  
Where the angels' voices whisper to the souls of previous times.
(Interlude)
                                     Fm  
She wakes him up
                                                Ab                                         Eb  
Forty-eight hours later, the sun is breaking
                                Fm                                            Db                                      Eb  
Near broken chains, mountain laurel and rolling rocks.
                                             Fm                              Ab                                              Eb  
She's begging to know what measures he now will be taking
                                             Fm                                                                                 Db            Eb              Ab  
He's pulling her down and she's clutching on to his long golden locks.
                                     Fm  
Gentlemen, he said,
                     Ab                                    Eb                                                            Fm  
I don't need your organization, I've shined your shoes,
                                          Db                                                              Eb  
I've moved your mountains and marked your cards
                                        Fm                                                 Ab                      Eb  
But Eden is burning, either get brave for elimination
                                     Fm                                                                                         Db                 Eb              Ab  
Or else your hearts must have the courage for the changing of the guards.
(Interlude)
                             Fm  
Peace will come
                        Ab                         Eb                                                              Fm  
With tranquility and splendor on the wheels of fire
                        Db                      Eb                                                              Fm  
But will offer no reward when her false idols fall
          Ab                                 Eb                                      Fm  
And cruel death surrenders with its pale ghost retreating
                                Db                            Eb                         Ab  
Between the King and the Queen of Swords.
Fm            Ab    Eb  
Fm...
One word of note:    It is much easier to play this song with a capo on the
                        Em  G  DEm  CD...  
makes it more easier and does not make the guitar sound too choppy.