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