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[Verse 1]
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Barbarians camped inside the gates
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Careening clown cars all without br¬akes
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The father of lies in slinky drag arrives
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To take charge of all the venomous snakes
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iPhones iStones turned to bread
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The starving multitudes are easily fed
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Down at the mall more "blah blah blah"
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Feeds that beautiful face on that empty head
[Chorus]
D D/C# D/A
In our waning days
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We've gotta trust in a lover
D D/C# D/A
In our waning days
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To help us go on loving others
[Instrumental]
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[Verse 2]
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Laugh out loud about the boring crowds
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Those bed-sheeted saints sitting up on clouds
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It's the same kind of joke that's a hope that floats
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Down the River Styx one big party boat
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Little tin gods with a jones for praise
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The priests of creation with a world to save
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How proud some are of their right kind of car
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Driving around in a locked and gilded cage
[Chorus]
D D/C# D/A
In our waning days
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We've gotta trust in a lover
D D/C# D/A
In our waning days
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To help us go on loving others
[Instrumental]
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[Verse 3]
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Grandstanding hauteur in a professor's suit
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A blowhard with a tiny horn and little toot
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More enlightened than Christ with ready advice
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For any sycophant who finds him astute
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Homesick wanderers craving rest
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Clinging to hope as long as they have breath
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Hearts in waiting anticipating
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The arrival of someone who never left
[Chorus]
D D/C# D/A
In our waning days
A
We've gotta trust in a lover
D D/C# D/A
In our waning days
A
To help us go on loving others
D D/C# D/A
In our waning days
A
We've gotta trust in a lover
D D/C# D/A
In our waning days
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To help us go on loving others
[Outro]
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In our waning days
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We need a lover who will not let go
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In our waning days
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We need a lover who will bring us home
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In our waning days
F#m
We need a lover who will not let go
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In our waning days
F#m
We need a lover who will bring us home
[Instrumental]
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