Another from the new Ghost Mice/Ramshackle Glory Split Album (2013)
All of the chords are barre chords again.
C#m A G#
Okay I might be full of hatred but I ain't no god of war
C#m A G#
I will pack my bags when I can't take it anymore
A G#
Let them come let their towers rise
A G#
Let them choke our streets let them block out our skies
C#m G# A E
I will be so far away, I'll go
C#m G# A E
Looking for some greener home
C#m G# A E
Dig a deep dark dreadful hole
A G#
And throw my memories away
A G#
And never will I ever come to visit their
C#m B A G#
grave
C#m B A G#
C#m B A G#
C#m B A G#
C#m A G#
I was the young adventurer that found a secret land
C#m A G#
I made a map of it on the back of my hand
A G#
And the days were long and made of gold
A G#
The nights held secrets newer to be told
C#m B A E
Now the sun doesn't rise as high these days
C#m B A E
And they burn witches at the stake
C#m B A E
And when the last of the magic fades
A G#
I will go, I will go again
A G#
I'll find another home or I will die trying
C#m B A C#m
And maybe it's just me I know
C#m B A C#m
Maybe I just got too old
C#m B A C#m
Maybe I refused to grow
A G#
But the ghosts here can't be wrong
A G#
They hear my laments and they always sing along
C#m G# A
Things have got much worse
C#m G# A
Greed's a gruesome curse
C#m G# A
It's covering the earth
G# A
You can lock yourself inside
G# A
Or you can hide yourself in lies
G# A
Or forget what came before
C#m G# A G# C#m
Or start saying your prayer to the god of war!