Cyr
Am - F - Am
(2x)
Am
1. Fragments form the mind,
shadows hold the mist,
F Am
fractured
as this wish.
Am F
Shattered I resign, we’re on
the verge, we’re on the verge
Am
of
sacred dawning and sloe-sloe eyes.
Am
Say, I done told you, say, how
I tried to,
F Am
where you’ve wrought from
creation’s crown.
Am
Say dire warning, stare down
your masters,
F
Am
with the promise of one and what
you are, we're on the verge !
+ Am - F - Am
Am
2. Tangents vex thе world, the void
arrives,
F
then
lеaves resounding,
Am
returning
a kiss for lovers built the dream.
+ CHORUS
Am
+ Did the times, wind, did
the crowd, kind,
aping
youth, wise, ever lost, ides.
F
‘Midst the chaff, as meek, and
those weak, as sand,
Am
turning
glass upside down for the hours should they pass.
Am
Say, I done told you, say, how
I tried to,
F Am
where you’ve wrought from
creation’s crown.
Am
Say dire warning, stare down
your masters,
F Am
with the promise of one and what
you are, we're on the verge !
Am - F Am
+ We're
on the verge !
Am - F Am
We're on the verge !
(orig. = capo 3rd) (Smashing Pumpkins)