Capo 4th fret

Drop D

Verse chords

Chorus chords

 sometimes you feel like a shame or like a ruse

 a half cooked idea or a trick to be used

 then sometimes you feel so lowly haunted and stark

 waving in the wind like a flag that's torn apart

 but we all walk blindy when we stagger and we strut

 and we're all dealt the hands with the cards of our luck

 and we all bow down silent and the words are awe struck

 by the shameless light of the broken afternoon