Branyard Story

Tom : Fm
Intro Bbm F+ Db Gb Db ://:
Ab Ab7 Db Db Fm/C
Chicken in the farmyard, there's an oven in your bin
Bbm Fm Eb7
You're growing old with sorrow, you're growing fat with sin
Ab Ab7 Db Db Fm/C
I was living in the graveyard, I was hanging from the wall
Bbm Fm Eb
I was living in the desert, I was trying not to fall
  Db  Ab  Bbm   Ab   Db   Eb
Bb C / E
Once I stood upon Olympus, then the heavens opened wide
Eb Bb/D Cm Bb Db Ab/C Bb
I beheld that flaming chariot and I saw the sacred bride
  Ab  Eb/G  Fm   Eb    Ab   Ab7   Db  Fm/C
Now and then my life seems truer,
Bbm Fm Db Eb Eb7
now and then my thoughts seem pure
Ab
/ Gb Db Fm/C
All in all, my thoughts are fewer -
Bbm Fm
maybe death will be my cure