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