Bm           D
And on that day they'll tell you
G                F#
That life hummed on with no clue
Bm           D                 G                 F#
The warning signs were all dismissed or shouted down
         Bm
So it goes
               D
The kings all failed to tell us
G           F#
The madmen failed to sell us
Bm            D               G             F#
On what would then befall the only life we know

          G
Were they burning signal fires
A9
To guide us to the fields?
    G
Or building funeral pyres?
     D            F#
The outcome of a final appeal

Bm        D         G
The city lines are down
        F#          Bm
The kerosene's run out
          D        G       F#
The fracturing of all we relied upon
Bm              D
Let's shed this unclean skin
G            F#
And start to feel again
Bm              D
'cause all the shoulders
  G          F#         Bm D G F#
On which to cry are gone

Bm          D
The paranoia gripped us
G               F#
The rain turned engines to rust
Bm           D          G             F#
The panic set in like a cancer to our hearts
          Bm
Spreading through
          D
We bet on finite genius
G              F#
Or prayed for gods to save us
Bm              D
But there was no antidote
G                F#
Disease tore us apart
         G
We left bodies in the fields
   D              F#             Bm
So numb that we forgot how to feel

Bm        D         G
The city lines are down
        F#          Bm
The kerosene's run out
          D        G       F#
The fracturing of all we relied upon
Bm              D
Let's shed this unclean skin
G            F#
And start to feel again
Bm              D
'cause all the shoulders
  G          F#
On which to cry are gone

G                  A9
He looked at the fields
             G
And then his hands
        A9
"All I need is what I have"
G            A9           G       F#
Then fell a tear of happiness, Oooohhhh
G                A9
She watched the world crumble away
G              A9
"Is this the end of yesterday?"
G            A9                 G
"Lord, I hope so, " is all he said
     A9           G
All gone are the old guards
A9            G
Gone are the cold, cold wars
A9            G
Weightless we go forth
    F#             Bm D G
On wings of amnesty

F#
All we relied on now

Bm        D         G
The city lines are down
        F#          Bm
The kerosene's run out
          D        G       F#
The fracturing of all we relied upon
Bm              D
Let's shed this unclean skin
G            F#
And start to feel again
Bm              D
'cause all the shoulders
  G          F#         Bm
On which to cry are gone

    D        F#  Bm
No more, no more
    D        F#  Bm
No more, no more
    D        F#  Bm
No more, no more
       D            F#           Bm
The weight that we once felt is gone