Younger

Em7               B7     C
Crank that siren high
                     C
Drain the wellspring dry
                         Em7 B7 C
Map out your coordinates
Em7                 B7   C
Send out scouts by day
                    C
Dole out mercenary pay
                                Em7
For restless young subordinates
 B7

                  C
It never hurts to give thanks to the
 local gods
                            Em7    
You never know who might be hungry
B7 C

                 Em7               
It never hurts to scan the windows 
                   B7   C
on the upper floor
        D                          
I saw a face there once before when
       Em7      B7  C
 I was younger

[Verse 2]
Em7               B7  C
Set the torch aflame
                  C
Call the night by name
                             Em7 
Stake out your dark position
B7 C

Em7     B7   C
Lie in wait
Continues after the ad
                     C
By the gleaming city gate
                             Em7   
Try not to lose sight of the 
  B7 C
mission
                      C
It never hurts to give thanks to the
 broken bones
                             Em7   
You had to use to build your ladder
 B7 C


[Verse 3]
Em7             B7
Moment close at hand
C
Half of you will never understand
                             Em7 
And it doesn't really matter
B7 C

D               A
Big smile on my face
C
Capsule just in case
                   Em7 B7 C
Underneath my tongue
Em7            B7      C
Voices on the breeze
                         D         
I heard voices once like these when
               Em7
 I was younger

[Bridge]
G                    Em
Blood rushing to my face
C                       Bm
I know that sweet warm taste
        B
And the bitter trace

[Verse 4]
Em7                   B7    C
Storm right down that hill
                   C
If I don't, no one will
Follow me right through the chaos
Em7 B7 C

Em7                   B7    C
This whole house is doomed
                       C
Even the big parts get consumed
                           Em7 B7
Prepare a grave for Menelaus
                  C
It never hurts to give thanks to the
 navigator
Even when he's spitting out random 
  Em7   B7 C
numbers
Em7                       B7     C
I knew what those figures meant
                             D
And what they hoped to represent
                 Em7 B7 C
When I was younger