Brown Bird

Blood Of Angels

Brown Bird

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Blood Of Angels

	  		


Bm 
I can’t make my mood match the weather 
                                                     Em 
I can’t make the weather do what I want 
F#                                                             A 
so I’ve resigned myself to pry that big old sun out of the sky 
Em                                  A                   Bm 
and I will live my days in darkness 'til I die 


I tried to be good, I was a failure 
                                                     Em 
so I took to taking all the good men down 
F#                                                             A 
it wasn’t hard to do, I just huffed and puffed and blew 
Em                                  A                   Bm 
until all the two-shoes scattered underground 

Bm                A 
you could be right 
Em                                     A 
they might come for me at night 
F#                                             F#m 
in angry mobs with torches bright outside my door 
Bm           A 
for all my spite 
Em                             A 
I might never win the fight 
F#                                    F#m              Bm 
but I will rage against the light forever more 


I drank the blood of angels from a bottle 
                                                          Em 
just to see if I could call the lightning down 
F#                                                   A 
it hasn’t struck me yet and I would wage my soul to bet 
Em                                             A                  Bm 
that there ain’t no one throwing lightning anyhow 


Too many tries at tempting fate to call it over 
                                                                  Em 
and you get to thinking fate’s got different plans 
F#                                                               A 
like maybe i’m not born to die but to bring darkness to the sky 
Em                                               A            Bm 
and pull that goddamn sun down anyway I can 


Bm                A 
you could be right 
Em                                     A 
they might come for me at night 
F#                                             F#m 
in angry mobs with torches bright outside my door 
Bm           A 
for all my spite 
Em                             A 
I might never win the fight 
F#                                    F#m              Bm 
but I will rage against the light forever more 

Bm A 
Em A 
F# F#m 
Bm A 
Em A 
F# F#m Bm 

G                                     F# 
and oh the hopelessly tender hearted 
A                                       Bm 
tend to sing the loudest of love 
Em                         F#m                    Bm           
     F#7 
but my sweet temptations turn their songs into a lie 
G                              F# 
I fold the grass over all they’ve started 
A                                         Bm 
to never see the light of the sun 
Em                    F#m                     Bm 
as they dwell in darkness so shall I 



don’t try to come around here, spreading sentiments of cheer 
                     Em 
you told your last white lie, everything is not alright 
F#                                  A 
you hope, you pray, you love the light of day 
Em                                      A                Bm 
but there’s no one up there listening tonight 

Bm                A 
you could be right 
Em                                     A 
they might come for me at night 
F#                                             F#m 
in angry mobs with torches bright outside my door 
Bm           A 
for all my spite 
Em                             A 
I might never win the fight 
F#                                    F#m              Bm 
but I will rage against the light forever more 

Bm 
I can’t make my mood match the weather 
                                                     Em 
I can’t make the weather do what I want 
F#                                                             A 
so I’ve resigned myself to pry that big old sun out of the sky 
Em                                  A                   Bm 
and I will live my days in darkness 'til I die 
		  
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