D# F# B G#m
Well sunrise in the land of the pharaohs
G#m D# F# B
I see my broken arrows scattered 'cross the plain.
D# F# B
Well sunrise on the river in the city
G#m D# F# B
I'm feeling pretty shitty in the wreckage of my life.
C# B
So if you want to live; let's live together
B G#m F# B
in bows and feathers, in Weimar decadence
C# C# B
And if you want to die, well we can take that low road
B G#m F# B
cause dying is easy, it's living that's hard.
D# F# B G#m
Well sunrise in the land of milk and honey
G#m D# F# B
she says "My little bunny is this all that there is?"
D# F# B
Well sunrise in the land of southern idols
G#m D# F# B
Lines and hotel bibles and fallen debutantes
C# B
So if you want to see what's in the shadows:
B G#m F# B
the burning meadows of our apocalypse
C# B
I dream of fallow fields I dream of winter
B G#m F# B
cause dying is easy, It's living that's hard.