D                G
Like silence she stands
                  D
Like laughter she falls
                  G
From a castle of sand
                  D
Like a memory she calls.
                      A
And the mocking birds greive
           G               D
'Cause they can't make her cry
                      A
They'll soon start t'believe
         G        D
That the lady has died.
                       A
Oh what it all goes to show
         G         D
it ain't my job to say
                A
For who am I to know
          G           D
why she's actin' this way


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[Verse 2]
                   G
Oh once again turn away,
                         D
if you're sure that it's done
                     G
Tell your prophets to pray,
                     D
tell your bandits to run
                     A
Take your eyelids of stone,
           G         D
they won't do you no harm
                            A
And take your cross made of bones,
          G        D
take your flypaper arms
                      A
And when everything's placed
        G         D
in your coffin of gold
                         A
Throw a scarf round your face
           G            D
'cause the subway gets cold


[Verse 3]
                        G
Pack up your sunflower smile
                 D
and your bandana blues
                      G
Take your worthless denials,
                               D
they're all you've got left to lose
                      A
Take your Tinker Bell lies
         G       D
and your weary desires
                       A
Take the tears in your eyes,
              G       D
take your cup full of fire
                     A
Ah give your lover a call,
        G             D
if your legs start to fail
                          A
And he'll come break your fall
           G       D
with a bed full of nails


G       A       D  Dsus4  D


[Verse 4]
                       G
No need to glance back again,
                       D
there ain't nothin' to see
                      G
Just this drunken old man
                   D
and this woman and me
                         A
And you've made it quite plain
           G            D
that we're just wastin' time
                      A
And you say it seems strange
         G         D
that I'm staying behind
                          A
But don't you worry 'bout me,
      G       D
I can make it alone
                         A
'Cause I got no place to be
      G              D
and I ain't far from home