Cifras
Late November

Tom: C

Introdução:

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          C                              Em                    G                            F  
The wine it was drunk, the ship it was sunk,
          C                            G                                 F                              A  
The shot it was dead, all the sorrows were drowned.
          C                                      Em                         G                                    F  
The birds they were clouds, the brides and the shrouds
          C                         G                      F                              A  
And as we drew south the mist it came down.
          C                    Em                         G                      F  
The wooded ravine to the wandering stream,
          C                         G                         F                              A  
The serpent he moved, but no-one would say.
          C                                 Em                         G                                 F  
The depths of the waters, the bridge which distraught us
          C                                 G                                      F                      A  
And brought to me thoughts of the ill-fated day.
          C                              Em                                    G                              F  
The temples were filled with the strangest of creatures
          C                              G                         F                              A  
One played it by ear on the banks of the sea.
             C                 Em                              G                                         F  
That one was found but the others they went under.
                  C                                      G                                         F                      A  
Oh the tears which are shed, they wonâ??t come from me.
          C                         Em                            G                                    F  
The methods of madness, the pathos and the sadness,
          C                    G                    F                         A  
God help you all, the insane and wise.
          C                                 Em                      G                                      F  
The black and the white, the darkness of the night,
     C                    G                                    F                    A  
I see only smoke from the chimneys arise.
          C                                            Em                      G                 F  
The pilot he flew all across the sky and woke me.
        C         G                            F                 A  
He flew solo on the mercury sea.
          C                                 Em                    G                                    F  
The dream it came back, all about the tall brown people,
          C                              G                            F                         A  
The sacred young herd on the phosphorus sand.