Able To Sing

G A Bm A G
G A Bm A G

[Verse]
            G     A            
I went to a wedding, I brought a 
    Bm  A G
song
     G                           A
I folded it up like a list of 
                D
thanks at a Praisathon
              G      A            
The bride was Snow White, the 
        Bm  A  G
groom was strong
   G                         A    
Trailers as endless as the day is 
  D
long

[Chorus]
               G         A        
Some days are fairy tales, some 
    D   Dsus2 Bm
days belie
                      E        
The four and twenty black birds 
            C#m
baked in a pie
                      G        A  
Could open up their sweet throats 
              D Dsus2 Bm
to serenade a king
                 C          G  
That's a lot of heat to take and 
                    G      A    
still be able to sing, sing, 
Bm  D  G
sing

[Verse]
                       G     A    
It's not been proven hard to bring
            Bm  A G
 unending start
                   G            A 
And even easier to die from a 
        Bm  A G
broken heart
                     G     A      
Oh, was a blind force trauma from 
            Bm  A G
the fireworks
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         G                       
That someone is celebrating while 
        A      D
another gets hurt

[Chorus]
               G         A        
Some days are fairy tales, some 
    D   Dsus2 Bm
days belie
                      E        
The four and twenty black birds 
            C#m
baked in a pie
                      G        A  
Could open up their sweet throats 
              D Dsus2 Bm
to serenade a king
                 C          G  
That's a lot of heat to take and 
                    G      A    
still be able to sing, sing, 
Bm  D  G
sing

[Bridge]
                 A
Still I see them in the night
                      B
With their blood red wings alike
                        C#m
While the rocket's red glare
                          B
Gives proof through the night
                     C
If some things not right
                 A
Some things not right

[Verse]
                G    A            
In the book of Steven there is no 
   Bm   A G
prophecy
                     G        A   
'Cause there was no need for God 
                        D
in the way things came to be
                G    A         
Some live by faith, some live by 
      Bm   A G
proof
                            G   
They don't meet up on a friendly 
            A                 D
road or live under the same roof

[Chorus]
               G         A        
Some days are fairy tales, some 
    D   Dsus2 Bm
days belie
                      E        
The four and twenty black birds 
            C#m
baked in a pie
                      G        A  
Could open up their sweet throats 
              D Dsus2 Bm
to serenade a king
                 C          G  
That's a lot of heat to take and 
                    G      A    
still be able to sing, sing, 
Bm  D  G
sing

[Otro]
G                   A             
And the birds fall hard like black
 Bm
 rain
G                   A         
Jerking the earth with a portent 
     Bm
stain
G                   A             
Beat like drums, they beat like a 
 Bm
wings
Are we looking? Are we listening?
G  A  A  G  G  A  A  G
Sing, sing, sing, sing
G     A     Bm
Sing, sing, sing