Angels

	  		
 

Em      C      F#m      B7 
Took me years to make my motives clear 
Em      C      F#m      B7 
And the days have not been kind 
Em      C      F#m      B7 
Once a steady gaze and charming smile 
Em      C      F#m      B7 
Has been buried in the lines I find 

Em      C      F#m      B7 
I walk in the noise, quiet employs 
Em      C      F#m      B7 
And darkness seems to know just where I am 

C       Am     E        E 
Mother wash the devil from my hands 
C       Am     E        E 
Pray the Lord I have the strength to stand 
C       Am     E        E 
Mother, tell me was it all a lie? 
E              C            Am  E 
Show me where the angels die 
 

Em      C      F#m      B7 
There are words that never found my lips 
Em      C      F#m      B7 
There are words I'd soon forget 
Em      C      F#m      B7 
Thought the trick was never to look back 
Em      C      F#m      B7 
But it seems I've lost my grip, I slip 

Em      C      F#m      B7 
The faster we run now, the closer the gun now 
Em      C      F#m      B7 
And somehow all the bullets bear my name 


C       Am     E        E 
Mother wash the devil from my hands 
C       Am     E        E 
Pray the Lord I have the strength to stand 
C       Am     E        E 
Mother, tell me was it all a lie? 
E              C            Am  E 
Show me where the angels die 


Solo C  Em 
       Am  C  F  F 

Terceira Parte: 
Em      C      F#m      B7 
Took the road but should have chased the stars 
Em      C      F#m      B7 
Now I've lost my own way home 
Em      C      F#m      B7 
Had a photo of the time we shared 
Em      C      F#m      B7 
But I burned it long ago, I know 

Em      C      F#m      B7 
I struck the matches stuck in the ashes 
Em      C      F#m      B7 
Forgive me, won't you simply speak my name 

C       Am     E        E 
Mother wash the devil from my hands 
C       Am     E        E 
Pray the Lord I have the strength to stand 
C       Am     E        E 
Mother, tell me was it all a lie? 
E              C            Am  E 
Show me where the angels die 


Final 

Em         C            F#m       B7 
The faster we run now, the closer the gun now 
Em         C            F#m       B7 
And somehow we all found the warmth of the gun now 
Em         C            F#m       B7 
The faster we run now, the closer the gun now 
Em         C            F#m       B7 
And somehow we all found the warmth of the gun now 

Em         C            F#m       B7 
The faster we run now, the closer the gun now 
Em         C            F#m       B7 
And somehow we all found the warmth of the gun now 
Em         C            F#m       B7 
The faster we run now, the closer the gun now 
Em         C            F#m       B7 
And somehow we all found the warmth of the gun now 

Em         C            F#m       B7 
The faster we run now, the closer the gun now 
Em         C            F#m       B7 
And somehow we all found the warmth of the gun now 
Em         C            F#m       B7 
The faster we run now, the closer the gun now 
Em         C            F#m       B7 
And somehow we all found the warmth of the gun now 

Em         C            F#m       B7 
Took the road but should have chased the stars 
Em         C            F#m       B7 
Now I've lost my own way home 
Em         C            F#m       B7 
Had a photo of the time we shared 
Em         C            F#m       B7 
But I burned it long ago 

Em         C            F#m       B7 
But I burned it long ago