Heaven's Dead

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Intro|   E  A

[Verse]
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I walk the streets of Japan till I 
A
get lost
E                           
Cause it doesn't remind me of 
  A
anything
E                             A
With a graveyard tan carrying a 
cross
E                           
Cause it doesn't remind me of 
  A
anything
E                          A
I like studying faces in a parking 
lot
E                           
Cause it doesn't remind me of 
  A
anything
E                           A
I like driving backwards in the fog
E                           
Cause it doesn't remind me of 
  A
anything

[Chorus]
E                    D     
The things that I've loved the 
A                    Em
things that I've lost
E                    D      A   
The things I've held sacred that
      Em
 I've dropped
E          D        A       Em
I won't lie no more you can bet
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E               D          A    
I don't want to learn what I'll 
        E
need to forget

[Verse]
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I like gypsy moths and radio talk
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Cause it doesn't remind me of 
    A
anything
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I like gospel music and canned 
   A
applause
E                           
Cause it doesn't remind me of 
    A
anything
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I like colorful clothing in the sun
E                           
Cause it doesn't remind me of 
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anything
E                               A
I ilke hammering nails and speaking 
in tongues
E                           
Cause it doesn't remind me of 
    A
anything


[Chorus]
E                    D     
The things that I've loved the 
A                    Em
things that I've lost
E                    D      A   
The things I've held sacred that
      Em
 I've dropped
E          D        A       Em
I won't lie no more you can bet
E               D          A    
I don't want to learn what I'll 
        E
need to forget

[Bridge]
Dm
Bend and shape me
C
I love the way you are
A        Am
Slow and sweetly
G               E
Like never before
Dm
Calm and sleeping
C
We won't stir up the past
A  Am
So descretely
G               E
We won't look back

[Solo]

[Chorus]
E                    D     
The things that I've loved the 
A                    Em
things that I've lost
E                    D      A   
The things I've held sacred that
      Em
 I've dropped
E          D        A       Em
I won't lie no more you can bet
E               D          A    
I don't want to learn what I'll 
        E
need to forget

[Verse]
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I like throwing my voice and 
     A
breaking guitars
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Cause it doesn't remind me of 
    A
anything
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I like playing in the sand what's 
mine is ours
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If it doesn't remind me of anything