Am
In my blakean year
C        Am
i was so disposed
Am
toward a mission yet unclear
C              Am
advancing pole by pole
Dm                   Am 
fortune breathed into my ear
E                Am
mouthed a simple ode
Dm                 Am
one road is paved in gold
E                Am
one road is just a road
Am
in my blakean year
C            Am
such a woeful schism
Am
the pain of our existence
C            Am
was not as i envisioned
Dm                      Am
boots that trudged from trac to track
E               Am
worn down to the sole
Dm                  Am
one road is paved in gold
E                  Am
one road is just a road
Dm                       Am
boots that trudged from track to track
E                 Am
worn down to the sole
Dm                  Am
one road is paved in gold
E                  Am
one road is just a road
Am
in my blakean year
C               Am
temptation but a hiss
Am
just a shallow spear
E             Am
robed in cowardice
E                      Am
brace yourself for bitter flack
E            Am
for a life sublime
E              Am
a labyrinth of riches
E           Am    
never shall unwind
E                         Am
the threads that bind the pilgrim's sack
E                   Am
are stitched into the blakean back
Dm                     Am
so throw off your stupid cloak
E                   Am
embrace all that you fear

for joy shall conquer all despair
E           Am
in my blakean year