Em D Em D [Verse 1]Em Hammersmith underpass, 7 p.m.Em Amongst all the drunkards and legions of menC D G Em A troubadour playing a song for the boysC D G Em Busking a chorus, he silenced the noiseC D A melody everyone heardC D That somehow left people disturbed [Verse 2]Em Crossing through town as the riots beganEm The young man retires to an old Bedford vanC D G Em His mattress is laid like a courtesan's bedC D G Em The angst that he feels running wild in his headC D His voice and his heart could be heardC D Like a fire to ravage the world [Chorus 1]G D Em In the song I had written with angerC D And words I had spoken them trueG D Em C But their meaning, it barely resembles the feelingsD Or my point of view[Verse 3]Em The fire in the furnace is sucked to its heightEm As the young man becomes a success overnightC D G Em Filling out stadiums, grand concert hallsC D G Em Whilst strangely around him was torture and warC D Blissfully so unawareC D That the source of destruction was there [Chorus 2]G D Em In the song I had written with angerC D And words I had spoken them trueG D Em C But their meaning, it barely resembles the feelingsD Or my point of viewC G So look to yourselfC G And find your own wayC G D/F# Em D If bitterness climbs in- side it forms tidal wavesC D G D/F# Em Let the last of your lines falter before they're definedC D Em Let the last of your words be kind [Bridge]Em D Em D [Verse 4]Em Trying to bring the old man back to lifeEm His body is weak and no longer survivesC D G Em The source of his anger replaced now with calmC D G Em Some might believe he can do us no harmC D But trauma will always be heardC D As his message devours the world [Chorus 3]G D Em In the song I had written with angerC D And words I had spoken them trueG D Em C But their meaning, it barely resembles the feelingsD Or my point of viewC G So look to yourselfC G And find your own wayC G D/F# Em D If bitterness climbs in- side it forms tidal wavesC D G D/F# Em Let the last of your lines falter before they're definedC D Em Let the last of your words be kindC D Em Let the last of your words be kind
Written In Anger
Damian Wilson
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