G
is all that we’ve become ,
C
just nothing but hats and bags
Am
we’re waiting for taxi cabs

so you light cigarettes
G
and i’m taking drags

G
in the air , a sea of words ,
C
that didn’t come soon enough
Am
in my mind a railway station
G
and a ticket stub

C
and it is easter in the town
G
i can hear as they strike off the bell
Am
we’re listening to some old man
G
say he came back to life with a hole in his head

C G
and now the sunday school is gathered together in pink and in blue
Am
they’re heralding angels for you
D7
but not for me

they’re singing
C G
gloria in excelsis
Am D7
deo deo

C G
gloria in excelsis
Am
but there’s no ,
D7 G
there’s no hope

G
and i Am grateful for the things
C
that you’ve tried to show to me dear
Am
but there no arcadia
G
no alby and theres no jerusalem here

G
and underneath your pastures green
C
there’s earth and there ash

and theres bone
Am
and there are things that dissapear
G
into it and then they are gone

C
and there is light that hits the sky
G
and then it is midnight again
Am
and there is my mother , my father ,
G
and you and we are all impermanent

C
and on the green they tell their tales
G
about how even the dead can come back
Am
i just dont believe in that

D7
so you can keep on singing

C G
gloria in exclelsis
Am D7
deo deo

C G
gloria in excelsis
Am
but there’s no ,
D7 G
there’s no hope

C
there’s no such thing
G
there’s no such thing
C
there’s no such thing
D7
there’s no such thing
C
there’s no such thing
G
there’s no such thing
C
there’s no such thing
D7 G
there’s no such thing as ghosts