This song is played with a marching strumming pattern with the capo
on the 3rd fret, the Em is played hitting the top string in the 3rd
Fret every other strum.
Verse
I hear a sound, a sound above my head
Distant sound of thunder, moving out on the moor
Blackbirds flew in and to the cooling towers
I'll pack my bags
Thinking of one of those hours
With you, waiting for you
chours
My God, it takes an ocean of trust
In the Kingdom of Rust
Repeated through rest of song
By Turnip