Forty Days

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[Verse]
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And it's been forty days
           C#m     B
I've tried forty ways
         C#m                      B
You will never quite leave your sins behind
         C#m                    B                C#m
They'll haunt you, taunt you 'til the day you die
         B             C#m
You will never really go
                           B                       C#m
You'll just think about it much but you'll need to know
        B                     C#m
How the story ends, so you'll sit around,
      B                     C#m
Even though you should just go
           B                     C#m
Tell your friends what you have heard,
          B                C#m
Show them all the lies unlearned
              B                    C#m                 B               A   B
And when you really go, you will really know you were never meant for earth
              C#m    B
What's it worth?
          A                            B            C#m   E  B
If we're gonna break it down with any logic, it's absurd

A    B    C#m   E
A    B    C#m   C#m

[chorus]
        A              G#   E  Em7 Em9 B  C#m  B
And no matter where we go, we are not alone
          A                G#          C#m   B
When the silence turns to cries of "Why?"
        A       G#    E  Em7 Em9 B  C#m  B
What a way to begin: we inherit sin
       A                            G#                        C#m
And nobody's going to quench your thirst when the well runs dry
            Dm
(Well runs dry)
       C#m                        G#                   C#m B C#m
And nobody's going to hold your hand on the day you die

[Intro]
C#m B x3
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[Verse]
            C#m     B                 C#m       B
I've tasted seven sins, so they won't let me in
                C#m                         B
I knock knock knock until my knuckles are bruised and raw
C#m                            B                       C#m
Stuck in the middle with my blood in a puddle on the floor
    B        C#m           B        C#m
We made our beds, we'll judge ourselves
          B                    C#m                B            A    B
And only then and there will we disappear to our final resting place
        C#m     B
What a waste!
    A           B            C#m   E  B
So many decent people at the gates
A    B    C#m   E
A    B    C#m   C#m

[chorus]
        A              G#   E  Em7 Em9 B  C#m  B
And no matter where we go, we are not alone
          A                G#          C#m   B
When the silence turns to cries of "Why?"
        A       G#    E  Em7 Em9 B  C#m  B
What a way to begin: we inherit sin
       A                            G#                        C#m
And nobody's going to quench your thirst when the well runs dry
            Dm
(Well runs dry)
       C#m                        G#                   C#m B C#m
And nobody's going to hold your hand on the day you die