C        G                  F        C
Well it's time unremembered since the nameless left
        C                G             C    G C
What a wake trails those eyes of the storm
       C                  G                F       C 
And I know you had some trouble with your heart bereft
      C              G            C    G C
It’s hard to keep a lonely heart warm


 G                                 F
They don’t carry coals North, you won’t have any help
           G                        F
There’s a measure of time in your drink
        G                                       F
Can’t trust that in the next one, you won’t be back on the same shelf
          G                              F
So pitch time to do or die, to float or sink


    Am                            F
And we live in the steel yard on reels of information
        Am                                F
And we love along the white lines in the middle of the road
         Am                                       F
And our care lies in the telegraph poles and the taxi to the station
         Am                                F 
And you know the one that died became some elemental code


     C            G              F
And what was the song that was playing
        C     G      F
in the café when we heard?
       G                                 F
Wasn’t one of the greats, but it rang through me for a moment
 C                 G          C        G                C
Something about a murder, a brood, a fleet, a flock of birds


           C             G          F      C
Now the spheres of your loving are cast adrift
         C         G      C    G C
To the shores of another land
         C               G              F       C
And the packers and the movers haven’t time to lift
     C              G       C   G C
Any more than what lies to hand


         G                              F
Now the border of reality is the most crowded any place
         G                     F
Where a myth can be a public dream
          G                              F
To the throes of this existence, you’ll take your lovely’s face
        G                        F
As the light slips out of every seam


        Am                             F
As the key turns, we burn brightly, an effervescent lover
      Am                                F
In a last kiss with a dew drop, as the sun begins to fall
        Am                                F
And in darkness please tread lightly, oh see what you discover
        Am                             F
In the feeling, oh, the feeling of the elemental call


     
      C           G              F
And what was the song that was playing
        C     G      F
in the café when we heard?
       G                                 F
Wasn’t one of the greats, but it rang through me for a moment
 C                 G          C        G                F
Something about a murder, a brood, a fleet, a flock of birds
 C                 G          C        G                C
Something about a murder, a brood, a fleet, a flock of birds