调：A minor
Verse 1
Am
Em
Am
In a place full of strangers,
Hungry, cold, chillest town.
Then day is once full,
have nothing more to gain
Sadness over what you mourn,
heaven closes with the rain
across this one's golden land
And the endlessness of its highways
gone the spark of its sand
And
Tom, one's mother,
you can no longer speak
So let water drops fall on what
Tired feet, tired feet
Am
D
Eb
B
so weak
Am
Eb
B
Tied feet, tied feet
E
Eb
B
grown so weak
Am
Eb
Em
B
Am
Tied feet, tied feet
Down where the old dust storm blow,
G
Am
But soon you'll be leaving this iron town,
with a bit of sound.
And go where water tastes like wine,
go where water tastes like wine.
A million miles from this shabby old town,
just long down.
the things you wish would never go
They wither in the morning sun,
to sacred places no one knows
But let me hold you in your sleep,
to show you that you're not alone
In a place full of strangers,
Tire of fate, tire of fate
C
E
Am
This whole town's grown so big
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