For the Departed Chords by Shayfer James

_ [F#m] Just a moment dear, I hear [C#m] someone at the door
And [B] the beating [Bm] of a heart that [E] I hid beneath the [D] floor
Oh they've come [C#] for me, [F#m] love, save yourself
I [C#m] am far beyond repair, they [F#] will bury [Bm] me alive
But [E] I'm not inclined to care, I [D] am too [C#] far gone [F#m] now
Oh, _ _ _ [Bm] so dry your eyes [F#m] and count to ten
[C#m] They'll have me on [E] the pyre by then [B] for [Bm] yet man [F#m] I used to be
[C#m] You'll move along [E] more easily, [F#] a moment [F#m] dear
I [C#m] hear someone in the hall
[B] And he's [Bm] plundering the promises [E] we hung up on the wall
[D] Oh he's come [C#] for us, [F#m] love, save yourself
I [C#m] am bitter to the bone
[B] And I'm growing [Bm] rather fond [E] of the wandering alone
I [D] am too [C#] far gone [F#] now
Oh, _ _ [B] so [Bm] dry your eyes [F#] and count to [F#m] ten
[C#m] They'll have me on [E] the pyre by then [Bm] for yet man [F#m] I used to be
[C#m] You'll move along [E] more easily
[F#] Never _
[C#m] finished what [E] I started
_ _ _ [F#m] I had a [C#m] symphony [E] for the departed
_ [F#] No _ _
[C#m] time for [E] second chances
_ So [F#] I survive on [C#m] bourbon blood and [E] backward glances
_ _ [G] _ So the scene [C#] begins
Your cries become the [D] wind
A desperately best [F#] left _ unheard
_ _ [G] _ Then my contrived [C#] goodbye
A poet's [D] pantomime
A drunken jester's [E] final words
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [F#] Just a [F#m] moment dear
I [C#m] hear someone at the door
[Bm] And the beating of a heart [E] that I hid beneath the floor
[D] Oh, they've come [C#] for us, love _ _ _ _ _
[F#] _ Never [C#m] finished [E] what I _ _ started _
[F#m] I had a [C#m] symphony [E] for the departed _ _ _
[F#] No _ [C#m] time for [E] second chances
_ So [F#m] I survive [C#m] on bourbon blood [E] and backward glances
Oh, [F#m] _ never [C#m] finished [E] what I _ started _
[F#] I had [C#m] a symphony [E] for the _ departed _
[F#m] No _ _ [C#m] time for [E] second chances
_ So [F#] I survive [C#m] on bourbon blood [E] and backward glances _ _
[Bm] So dry your [F#m] eyes and count to [C#m] ten
They'll have me on [E] the pyre by then _ _ _
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