40 Days - Chris Robinson Chords

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_ [Cm] _ _ Lost in the equinox, lightning flash in a blood red sky, another game of paradox, got
the angels to the side.
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[Cm] _ _ _ _ _ Last word in a pistol pull, a faded note on a torn back page, and from the mountain rose
a thunder, who has escaped its guilty _ cage.
[C] So be safely on [Cm] your way, and heed the words I say.
_ _ [Eb] _ 40 days [Cm] boys, _ _ _ [Eb] _ you'll have to leave [Cm] what you can't carry.
_ _ _ [Eb] 40 days [Cm] boys, 40 [Bb] days, [Eb] and I hope that you [F] are ready.
Well are you ready? _ _
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_ The words are sad with wisdom, and as you speak they float away, into some mystic vision
that holds blackness every ray.
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[Cm] _ _ _ _ You have never swam the river, and you have never much as cared.
You who now seek silence, will find no comfort there. _
No fear is never kind, if it creeps into your mind.
_ _ [Eb] _ 40 days [Cm] boys, 40 [Eb] days, you'll have to leave what you can't [Cm] carry.
_ _ _ [Eb] 40 days boys, [Cm] 40 days, and I hope that you [F] are ready.
Are you ready? _ _ _
[Ab] _ _ _ [F] Fly away, _ [Ab] fly _ _ _ [F] _ away, _
[Ab] remember to run dry, [F] or you'll float the heavenly high.
[Ab] How long _ [F] must I _ [G] _ _ wait? _ _ _
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_ _ Savage hoops of midnight, have pierced your milk white skin.
Tattooed in gold does splendor, a jewel from you [Bb] send.
_ [C] _ Take me on your [Cm] way, and heed the words I say. _ _
[Eb] _ 40 days [Cm] boys, 40 _ [Eb] days, you'll have to leave what [Cm] you can't carry. _ _
[Eb] _ 40 days [Cm] boys, 40 [Dm] days, [Eb] _ and I hope that you [F] are ready. _
Well are you ready? Yes!
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