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