Tom: G
G
A work sore hand to catch some rain
G
It turns up empty, all is dry
G G Em Bm Am
And all you ever wanted was some rain
G Em Bm Am
Was some rain
G
If heaven is the future
G
Why is it that that you refuse to go
G
There now with all you have
G G Em Bm Am
You really should do more than just complain
G Em Bm Am
Just complain
G
Such a rotten taste
G
Is left when you don't think to say that
G
It's just such a sorry waste
G G Em Bm Am
To take the easy way out of the pain
G Em Bm Am
Of the pain
D G
G C
G Bm Em C
When the end shines from the deep
G Bm Em C
And all the hate and all the hell that history has released
G Bm Em C
Would tremble before your valor if you'd just get down on your knees
G Bm Em C
And promise to all your children true that you will live in peace
G Em
Where's the light to shine on me
Bm D
Oh, send me something, send me please
G Em
Cleanse my body, close my eyes
Bm G Em D
I'm naked and prepared to die
G Em
In the starry atmosphere
G D
When all the questions disappear
G Em
And pressure with a salty taste
Em G Em D G
Exalts the tears that soak your face.
