Intro: Em     Bm 

Em     Bm     G 

Em                              Bm 
   I was built from the cold of man 
Em                              Bm                Em 
   with the hands of Marquis de Sade - a cruel façade. 
                          Bm 
If I could somehow spend another day with you, 
      A 
I'd pluck out the eyes of God. 
Em                            Bm 
   I would live in a time of owls, 
Em                                 Bm                Em 
   in the days when the world was green, my love machine. 
                         Bm 
Though I bear no mark of war upon me now, 
A 
oh, the things I've seen... 

              G                 D 
Keep me far away from all the noise - 
                   G                F 
I just caught the last boat out of hell. 
                  G             F# 
I don't know the joy of simple joys; 
                 Bm             A         G 
I'm not feeling well, but I'll sit real still 
              Gm 
if you don't tell. 

Em                             Bm 
   There's a place for us, my dear, 
Em                               Bm 
   where the daughters of Orion sing; 
Em                         Bm 
   where a man can live without the cloud of fear 
 A 
choking everything. 

              G                 D 
Keep me far away from all the noise - 
                   G                F 
I just caught the last boat out of hell. 
                  G             F# 
I don't know the joy of simple joys; 
                 Bm             A         G 
I'm not feeling well, but I'll sit real still 
              Gm 
if you don't tell. 

Bm     D 

Bm     D 

Bm     D     A 

Em                             Bm 
   There's a heartbeat in the wire; 
Em                              Bm 
   there's a soul caught in the meat - 
                A 
the veins, the feet, they all expire. 

              G                 D 
Keep me far away from all the noise - 
                   G                F 
I just caught the last boat out of hell. 
                  G             F# 
Teach me all the joy of simple joys; 
                 Bm             A         G 
I'm not feeling well, but I'll sit real still. 
     A           Bm             A         G 
I'm not feeling well, but I'll sit real still. 
     A           Bm             A         G 
I'm not feeling well, but I'll sit real still 
              D 
if you don't tell.