DC
The first born, my heart will call Truly
AA#A God-like boy of the sky
AC
The fog hissed away like a movie
DC
And serpents go home for the night
DC
The thundercloud rain hits the freeway
AA#
And the clowns put on makeup for show
AC
The knife on my skin crawl kind of evening
D
Yeah how the wind she blows
C
And how the wind she blows
D
But I want you to come in closer
C
Come in closer, come in closer
A
Come in closer, come in closer
A#A
Come in closer, come in closer
CDC
In closer, ooh, ooh
We'll come dancing with devils
Need not know their name
But we'll waltz like an army
For the fear of our pain
And our souls become useless
As the day they were born
In the rusted arm rocking chair
Away from your storm
But still the truth remains lethal
A lie made by man
Where my shoes become hammers
And my words become sand (His words became sand)
Like a sour patch, a wedding batch
Of roses you threw across my floor
In the rusted arm rocking chair
Away from your storm
This arrangement for the song is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song. You may only use this for private study, scholarship, or research.