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  How quiet they gather

when the storm's Bb about to blow... C

No don't Em look away... Am caught in the crossfire D and it

Em ain't no wind of change Am

I'm talking of crime and D passions rage... (E-3rd - 022000) (D-3rd - xx0230)

Summer of madness or the undertow drag me up an alley

for the blossoming fire on a stranger's smile...

Bride of wire! How disguise so easily cracked!

Saw your heart turn spade-- this orchid's turned to black...

Graze on your shoulder...

Like the clouds in the afterglow...

How quiet they gather

when the storm's about to blow...

Clouds on your shoulder... in the haze of the afterglow...

stranded together and the storm's about to blow...