Chorus
C#
The graveyard's full
We're running out of earth
F#m
But we can use the bones
To build another church
A
Thick walls made of men
C# F#m
Whose souls have come and went
verse 1
C#
So what's that magic number
Of how many men can live
F#m
Before our precious mother
Can no longer give?
A C#
I don't want your answers
F#m
I'm content
verse 2
C#
With how much we can take
Before they call it rape
F#m
Everything that we create
Seems to get thrown in our face
A
To make it easier for the race
C# F#m
And harder to escape
Chorus
C#
The graveyard's full
We're running out of earth
F#m
But we can use the bones
To build another church
A
Thick walls made of men
C# Esus4 E
Whose souls have come and went
A C#
All we know's that souls
F#m
All come and go
verse 3 (almost the same as verse 1)
C#
So what's that magic number
Of how many men can live
F#m
Before our precious mother
Can no longer give?
A C#
I don't need your answers
F#m
I'm content
verse 4 (same as verse 2)
C#
With how much we can take
Before they call it rape
F#m
Everything that we create
Seems to get thrown in our face
A
To make it easier for the race
C# F#m
And harder to escape
Chorus
C#
The graveyard's full
We're running out of earth
F#m
But we can use the bones
To build another church
A
Thick walls made of men
C# Esus4 E
Whose souls have come and went
A C#
All we know's that souls
F#m
All come and go
