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Threnody Tab

by Two Gallants


These are just the basic chords. Get the melody involved throughout the song.


Capo: 2 nd fret

Intro: 



gather 'round, you wounded people

shadows fall upon the steeple,
                   
soon shall come the closing of,
                   
the closing of the gates



for there is a word of plague among us

curse the one whose poison stung us,
              
all along the alleyways
                            
the satyrs wait their fate



but who's to blame when all are guilty

morals stained & conscience filthy
                
abreast your idol replicas
                 
your replicas of lust,



in the sky I hear the threshing

dare to watch your lord undressing
                 
while you beg forgiveness,
                    
you feed on his disgust -


                                              
but if perhaps the salt might stain your skin
                                            
and if perhaps the smoke might weep your eyes
                              
listen while the threnodies begin
                                 
know no one in here gets out alive.


but let your frailty not deceive you

a little pinprick, rest relieves you,
                    
and dream of all the days that are,
                       
the years that are to come -


    
for you will dance & you'll be nimble

pirouettes upon a thimble
              
and I will be beside you
                     
lest I lose you once again.

                                      
but if perhaps my sorrows all are show
                                        
and I should find a crack among the gates,
                                   
guilt shall follow me where'er I go
                          
though I try I know I can't escape



and when you're gone the earth will crumble

I will try but I will stumble
                     
and all through these city streets
                        
my robes shall drag the ground



hear the children swing with sorrow,

yesterday was once tomorrow
                
no more I'll be troubled
                       
by the troubles of this world


                                  
but if I lose my step along the way
                                   
and if the speech of victim fills my throat


                                    
out beyond the cliffs that shape the day
                                    
it's there I’ll wander, there I’ll stray

				                     
it's there I’ll look for you when all my trials are done
                         
I feign sleep to save my breath,
                                 
this love is loss, this life is theft,
 				              
and all that's left is some vain need to carry on

                                         
and though I fear the tightening of the skies
                                 
against the dawn I'll watch you rise
                                      
oh lord, the company I keep within my head
                                   
the scent of flesh might tease the nose
                                   
it claims the calm, it clings the clothes

could that be you, my love?
                        2*    
     
your dust upon the wind?