F#m Bm G A D Gather jewels from graveyards, when I get home bury them againF#m Bm G A D Wonder if you'll ever get the chance to ask me why I turned you inF#m Bm G A D I saved my own skin but I live to fight, I live to fight another dayF#m Bm G A Em Still remember how brave you were when they came to take you awayBm D A G And I feel guilty but I can't feel ashamedD A G Prowl through empty fields, great CainF#m Bm G A D Thought I see the ghost up on the boulevard, between the broken bitsF#m Bm G A D It's hard to tell gifts of the spirit from clever counterfeitsF#m Bm G A D Sleepwalk through my days and mark the hours until these dark times fadeF#m Bm G A Em Like a caterpillar crawling out along the surface of the bladeBm D A G And I feel guilty but I can't feel ashamedD A G Prowl through empty fields, great CainG A D Dmaj7 G E7 Rummage through the gutter storehouse nowE7 G A And lick the sweat from my browF#m Bm G A D Saw the trucks roll out this morning, not sure when they're coming back againF#m Bm G A D Feel the prickings of my conscience in my chest every now and thenF#m Bm G A D Sometimes a great wave of forgetfulness rises up and blesses meF#m Bm G A Em And other times the sickness howls and I despair of any remedyBm D A G And I feel guilty but I can't feel ashamedD A G Prowl through empty fields, great Cain
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