Tom: Gm
Introdução:
Gm Dm
How long must I wait, how long must I wait
F Em
'Til the mountains of avarice turn blue?
Gm Dm
How long must I wait, how long must I wait
F C Gm Ab Bb Gm Ab C
'Til the moleskin I pick becomes fuse?
Gm Ab Bb
Avulsion limps its spurs in the pinches of my earth
Gm Ab C
The dust I kick from animus shatters
Gm Ab Bb
Recorded on my reels of tape, the trauma stops my flow
Ab
And in your suppression tastes sulfur
Bb Gm Ab Bb Gm
Hear the children say
Ab C Gm Ab Bb Gm Ab
Tear of mended sails
Gm Dm
How long must I wait, how long must I wait
F Em
'Til the mountains of avarice turn blue?
Gm Dm
How long must I wait, how long must I wait
F E Gm Ab Bb Gm Ab
'Til the moleskin I pick becomes fuse?
C Gm Ab Bb Gm Ab
As if suddenly your avalanche reverses my polarity
Gm Ab Bb
And secretly come Sunday morning
Gm Ab Bb Gm Ab Bb Gm
Standing at the pulpit to an empty room
Bb Gm Ab Bb Gm
Hear the children say
Ab C Gm Ab Bb Gm Ab
Tear of mended sails
Gm Dm
How long must I wait, how long must I wait
F Em
'Til the mountains of avarice turn blue?
Gm Dm
How long must I wait, how long must I wait
F E
'Til the moleskin I pick becomes fuse?
Gm Cm
The drowning water you drink passed on by birth
Bb Gm
I'm no longer willing to give you control
Cm
Water you drink passed on by birth
Bb Gm
I'm no longer willing to give you control