View Guitar Chords for Harvest of souls - chords ver. 1
This is designed to give a flavour of the songs as played on a guitar only. Time signature where tricksy is noted note E chord is best played as a progression of D on the 4th fret as: e 0 B 5 G 4 D x A x E x Intro: 4 bars of AALong before the living past had Cripped it all apart ASomething still remained until It Fmaj7flashed back to the start AWhere it stands, nobody saw beChind the blackest eyes A Show them how you're stronger now it Fmaj7pays to advertise Em7wisely D E) C#m Dmaj7 D E C#m Dmaj7 Day after day with you in my head I said some things I shouldn't have said DFor reasons unkEnown that C#mI now foDmaj7rget I Dgave you no love, wEhichC#m I now reDmaj7gretAsus --------- Asus (let ring)AWhat I'd give to hear again those Ceverlasting songs AWhy did all the accidents Fmaj7contrive to fall at once? Only Dday after Eday with C#myou in my Dmaj7thoughts DI never Eknew C#mtime was so Dmaj7short For Donce in my Elife I C#mwasn't alDmaj7one with Dblood on my Ehands how C#mcould I have Dmaj7known?Am -------------- DmAmUsed to be the great white hope once I walked on Dmwater AmNow I barely stay afloat balance out of Dmorder AbWith every sympathy Gmworn away Fm who can I return to Bbnow? AmFor the time that I have left I scan that cold hoDmrizon AmSearching for a kindred soul, someone to reDmly upon AbWe disconnected and GmHeaven sent sFmheltered in dead air, Bbhidden everywhereDThe sky lights Aup abGove AmDerica A DThe world is Alost but lGoves AmeDrica A BmWhen the Geyes of children Bmsee the onAes left standing BmAnd the reAst begin to Gfinally underAstand DThe hand of AGod deGfends AmeDrica A DAnd who would Anot defGend AmeDrica? A BmWe've got light on our side Bmwe're in pAole position Bm So pAraise the Lord and Graise the ammunAition DhighD ---- C ---- Bb --- ACRaise it G hiDgh D ---- C ---- Bb --- A ---- Eb ---- EHide where you can We will shoot you where you stand (Section in 7/4 time)EI've walked a million miles upon an open road And once in every while without the will to carry Bmon Hours Aheld me too Bmlong in oCne locationEAn old familiar tale, a glory to behold A work of genius, the greatest story ever Bmsold As you Asign on the Bmline, as you Cdo what you're Atold A G A A-A B-B C-C B-B A-A (played as A progression) All you sell is your soulEI've been this way before I've seen it many times Collision on the track the fiction turning into Bmfact No-one Adares to look Bmback, Cbest you start to preApare AFor the harGvest Aahead, Gall you Alose is yourC#mselfC#m -- B -- A -- G#mC#mI'm brought to Blife with a Aseries of G#mshocks C#mI rF#mealise that you are Agone from my G#mlife C#mAnd still I Bcling to the fAear of the G#mdark C#mDon'tF#m follow them for they don't Acare how you G#mare A B And I'm finding G#m A a way of being A B Accepting G#mlife all aC#mlone A B And I'm hoping G#m A I'll wake up seeing A B A way to G#mlive on my C#mownC#mIt wasn't Bhard to bAelieve in the lieG#m C#mAlthough I've F#mcome to know it Awasn't my G#mfault C#mWhy does the Bworld conAtinue to G#mspin C#mWhile everyF#mthing around me Agrinds to a G#mhalt? A B And I'm finding G#m A a way of being A B Accepting G#mlife all C#malone A B And I'm hoping G#m A I'll wake up seeing A B A way to G#mlive on my C#mownC#m -- B -- A -- G#m 2 C#m -- B -- A – F# (Instrumental in alternating bars of 5/8 and 6/8 then 5/4 time) C#m Eb C#m Eb B C#m B C#m (x2) A F# Eb C#m Eb C#m Eb B C#m B C#mA(Into crescendo) F# Eb C#mF# E-E B-B (x3)F#Mine is a C#mreal fine F#line I get Bharder the hC#migher I cF#limb F# F# F#Shine like a C#mstar so F#bright anyBbody can see anC#mytime F# F#No-one will G#mwant to follow, F#this will be Bgone tomorrow F#We enter an Eage of permanent F#doubt Where we commBunicate without F#words But I Emust Bbe F#heard so I Ecut through the Bsmoke and the F#noise E F# F#Mine is a C#mreal fine F#line it imBagines it's C#mone of a Fkind F#Goodbye to G#mall expressionF# farewell to Bsuperstition F#We enter an Eage of permanent F#doubt Where we commBunicate without F#words C#mAnd the noise F#expands as it Bcovers the Elie of the F#land E F# F#Shine like a Estar sBo F#bright ‘till we Eshut out the lightB, put out thEe fire F#Cut through the sEmoke and the F#noise G F#F#Lately I've been Gtalking to F#myself Been remEembering and doing little F#else G F# G F#The road ahead is Ganything but F#clear Last Etime around, where did we go from F#here? G F# GG F# G A Bb E E E E A(x8 steady march) A x 4 D Bb G A A x 4 Bb C G A E x4 D x2 Ex4 Ex4 D E A E D AAWhat about some golden hours? DmI was Bbalive, cerCtainly you were Gwrong AAnyone can be persuaded Dmgiven the Bbtime, Cwe all scream aGlone AWhat about this good for nothing Dmseason aBbgain? CEverything's come and Ggone AAnd I can't believe that I'm not Dmwatching Bbyou CI'm in a sorry GstateEReturn to ordinary thoughts now If you Dmcan EThe words I hardly understand Dmgather Eround me wChile I Await3AWhat about those colder cowards Dmarming aBbgainst Clost inGtelligence? AAnyone who saw me crawling Dmthere would have Bbknown Cthat I was normal Gonce EReturn to ordinary Dmthoughts too yEoung to take the Dmstand EBut old enough to kill anDmyone HA!(6/4 Time) Am-Am-Am-Am-Am-AmAmIn the days when love diFvided up the looks F#No drastic means were Gused like rod and hooks EmTo enhance what nature's Fsculptor had designed DNo augmentation Ebneeded to refine AmIn the valley of the Fdollar, we rejoice F#For plastic is the Gcurrency of choice EmAnd beauty born is Fstrictly for the birds DYour cash is fine but Ebcredit is preferredAm-Am-Am-Am-Am-Am Repeat chords aboveAmWhen I held myself aloft I walked across the Dmwater AmNow I barely cut across, lives are getting Amshorter G#And they open up Gmanother door to a Fborder far Bbbelow AmFor the time that I'm allowed, there's a new horDmizon AmBut a soul as cold as ice is nothing to reDmly upon G#If I'm hanging onto Gmangels' wings then I'm Fsafer in the Bbair F Bb Do I still Cdimqualify, suspended from on Bbdimhigh? No other sanBb5ctuary have I DD Dsus4 D A G D G D Dsus4 D A G D ABmAnd when the Geyes of children see Bmpast the ones left stAanding BmAnd the time hGas surely Dcome to underGstand who we DareD Dsus4 D A G D G D Dsus4 D A G D ABmSlowly the Gfires are burning Bmbearing their silent Awitness BmAnd the living Gpast reDturns to rGeap the AHarvest of DSoulsD Dsus4 D A G D G (to fade)