Avila

D         A       D        
Oh sweet peace, never have you 
      A
fallen
D                A     E
never have you fallen upon this town
D         A       D        
Oh sweet peace, never have you 
      A
fallen
D                A     E         A
never have you fallen upon this town

D                     A
The black crows are loaded
D                        A
with the call of things discarded
D                    A
the ribboned shard of battle
E
and everything burned
D                       A
Have they forgotten we live here
D                    A
do they think that we gave up
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D              A
lay down and grew over
E             A
weeds at every turn

D         A       D        
Oh sweet peace, never have you 
      A
fallen
D                A     E
never have you fallen upon this town
D         A       D        
Oh sweet peace, never have you 
      A
fallen
D                A     E         A
never have you fallen upon this town

D          A
I can not rest
             D               A
until this place is full of sunlight
        D              A
or at least until the darkness
     E
is quiet for a while
    D            A
And we will not wait
           D             A
for that murder to come calling
     D                 A
The night will simply fall
          E            A
and the morning will rise

D         A       D        
Oh sweet peace, never have you 
      A
fallen
D                A     E
never have you fallen upon this town
D         A       D        
Oh sweet peace, never have you 
      A
fallen
D                A     E         A
never have you fallen upon this town