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