F Bb Dm C F
F C F
There's a silence growing before the comin' storm
C F
We're all around us alive or tattered and torn
Bb
Stripped of spirit and stripped of pride
Dm C F
Led to believe in the golden light
C F
A broken home is like a smokin' gun
C F
When the battles over the unfortunate ones
Bb
Pick up the pieces with no guarantees
Dm C F
That they won't be love's refugees
Bb F
Blame it on the father, blame it on the mother
C F
They just don't know how to talk to each other
F Bb
Like a river rollin' to the open sea
F C Dm Bb
Will all the children ever come to believe
F C F
Or are the children love's refugees
SOLO
C F
On the ship of fools there's a golden ring
C F
In the land of the blind the one-eyed man is king
Bb
Like Jezebel and old Ahab
Dm C F
The more you want the less you have
Bb F
Blame it on the father, blame it on the mother
C F
They just don't know how to talk to each other
Bb
Like a river rollin' to the open sea
F C Dm Bb
Will all the children ever come to believe
F C F
Or are the children love's refugees
F Bb
Like a river rollin' to the open sea
F C Dm Bb
Will all the children ever be set free
F C F
Or are the children love's refugees