Tom: C
C 332010
Em 022100
F* 133210
Am 002210
G 320003
C
C Em
Waking from the fields,
F Am G
from the decade of the beast
C
On a new road
Em F Am G
with no true north, I see it
C Em
Well, there's doubt in every face
F Am G
And there's a liar here on the stage
C
What good is it
Em F Am G
if he don't himself believe in it?
F Am G
Every cloud rings out a warning
F Am G C Em
Get ready for the storm, it's coming
F Am G
It's coming
C Em
There's a slap back in the face
F Am G
For a sin you can't erase
C Em
And a coin drop in the box
F Am G
don't change the meaning
F Am G
There's a storm and it's a-raging
F Am G
In the belly of the slave and
C Em F Am G
It's coming, it's coming
C Em F Am G
It's coming, it's coming
C
F Am G
When the wind howls at your gate
F Am G
Already it is too late
C Em F Am G
It's coming, it's coming
