Аккорды The Accidentals - Ghost Of A Lie

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[Intro]

Bm F#m 

[Verse 1]

Bm
There’s an old house with a blue heart
F#m
A TV lights up the choking dark
Bm
And in a white room an old man sighs
F#m
His friends a lamp and the ghost of a lie
 
Bm F#m x4

[Verse 2]

Bm
Once in a cold March my childhood friend
F#m
Took my hand and dragged me to the driveway’s end
Bm
Where in the front yard, a dog would creep
F#m
The light in the darkness was his bared teeth

[Chorus]

Bm               D                  F#m             E
Find my bones in the bottles of the oak tree
Bm   D                  F#m             E
My old ghosts never fail to catch up to me
Bm               D
Little sister, thief of peace
F#m             E                   G                  
Let the crows of war cease their battle cries
F#
And let these memories die

Bm F#m x4

[Verse 3]

Bm
In a war-torn, damaged mind
F#m
The young man that he was never took flight
Bm
And I could see it in his broken eyes
F#m
As he gazed from the window of his room of white

[Chorus]

Bm               D                  F#m             E
Find my bones in the bottles of the oak tree
Bm   D                  F#m             E
My old ghosts never fail to catch up to me
Bm               D
Little sister, thief of peace
F#m             E                   G                  
Let the crows of war cease their battle cries
F#
And let these memories die

 
Bm F#m x4

[Verse 4]

Bm
In the heart of a bitter hound
F#m
There is an endless howl that never sounds
Bm
So lay a kind hand upon his back
F#m
For what is one lone wolf without a pack?

[Chorus]

Bm               D                  F#m             E
Find my bones in the bottles of the oak tree
Bm   D                  F#m             E
My old ghosts never fail to catch up to me
Bm               D
Little sister, thief of peace
F#m             E                   G                  
Let the crows of war cease their battle cries
F#
And let these memories die

Bm F#m x2

And let these memories die

Bm F#m x2  
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