C
Em
It was back amongst the living
Am
Your smile was giving
F
Me a thrill
C
Enough to come so close
Em
To closing the deal
The steal of the century
Am
G century stolen from our hearts
F
To a house on the hill
G
But if that is what it takes
F
If that is what it takes
G F
If that is what it takes
C
To be a stone
Em
G stone's throw from your throne
Am
No man has ever hung
F
From the rafters of a second home
C
No man has ever hung
Em
From the rafters of a second home
Am
F
C
It's true
Em
I needed you more
Am
Back when I was poor
F
The wealthy dowager, the patroness
She guessed it
The answer wasn't yes
C
But her maxims were fine
Em
The ethos that flew about her mind
Am
Like swallows in search
F
Of a burnt-down bell tower church
G
But if that is what it takes
F
If that is what it takes
G F
If that is what it takes
C
To be a stone
Em
G stone's throw from your throne
Am
No man has ever hung
F
At the temporary age of twenty-four
(With) both feet on the floor
C Em
Listening to the bona fide stasis of sound
The eaves dripping
Am F
Yesterday's ill-timed August rain
C Em
If there is such a thing as ill-timed August rain
Am
F
C Em Am F (x2)
D