D [Verse 1]D A7sus4 G D All your brambles, all your creeping vinesD A7sus4 G F#m All of the trash that people leave behindEm A D G All your fine, fine columns poking up through the pond scum [Refrain]D A7sus4 D We will have uses for these things when we come [Verse 2]D A7sus4 G D Cracks in the marble you hauled in from the quarryD A7sus4 G F#m These will be seen by all in all their gloryEm A D G Long hidden shadows of the places they came from [Refrain]D A7sus4 D We will bring memories of these things when we come [Bridge]F A D All your abandoned thingsC F D Once fine vestments, statues with wingsF A D Bm They have their uses, every oneG A7sus4 Let me slither across them in the sun [Verse 3]D A7sus4 G D Pale imitations that you brought back from afarD A7sus4 G F#m We will show them to you as they areEm A D G Wind through the ruins, high and lonesome [Refrain]D A7sus4 D We will have uses for these things when we come
For The Snakes
The Mountain Goats
- A
- A7sus4
- Bm
- C
- D
- Em
- F
- F#m
- G
Continua depois do anúncio
Tom: