Verse
Dm
I hear a sound, a sound above my head
C Gm A#m
Distant sound of thunder, moving out on the moor
Dm
Blackbirds flew in and to the cooling towers
C
I'll pack my bags
Gm
Thinking of one of those hours
A#m Dm
With you, waiting for you
chours
C Gm
My God, it takes an ocean of trust
Dm
In the Kingdom of Rust
Repeated through rest of song
By Turnip