Not Abel

| G#m | F#m | E   |
| A   |  %  |  %  |

    G#m              C#m
The whole town lined up outside the tent
F#                           E
What those kids thought they saw-
                     A
Do you really want to remember this?
  G#m           C#m           F#                E
Today, think of all the alien shots in the dark
                               A
That at one time, all at once, coexisted
F#m                           D
   I mean aside from all the burning
F#m                                 D
   Hurry by the shanties beside the road
            A
Sunset on a cart
      E              F#
Pulled home by a white horse
                  A           E             F#
Conscience of the husband was righteous and coarse
                C#m
There must be a limit
           F#m
If we only circle around
                    B
There's no hurry in reaching it

| G#m | F#m | E   |  %  | A   |

G#m
Shirt bloodstained
    C#m                 F#                  E
And yet it was not Abel but Cain who got to hear
                                     A
The voice that for so long had been a stranger
G#m             C#m                     F#
Not one word of all the time they spent growing up brothers
E                               A
Even love, yes, even love, yes, even love
Something to lose
F#m                                D
    What if the details there were suddenly shared?
F#m                              D
    Tender moments siblings keep secret
            A            E              F#
Sunset on a time when no words could be spared
         A                 E       F#
Unknowing mother rocks soft in her chair
                C#m
There must be a limit
         F#m
This has happened, this will happen
        B
This is happening

D            A     E
Voice on the radio again
D               A              E
  Strange to be shaped by such strange men
          D      A      E
It's the hottest summer again
D             A              E
Strange to be shaped by such strange men
E*                            N.C.
But where will you go? Where?

| A   | E   | F#  |  %  |  %  | x3

A
Where, where?
E                      F#          A              E
When you asked me that question it sounded like a joke
         F#
A rubber hand extended to shake
C#m                             F#m
Outside my kitchen the sound of fists on the door
             B
In the early morning light
  A        E              F#
A death so small and sentimental
      A                 E             F#
Daddy giving the middle finger to the Kodak lens
               C#m
When I saw her face she smiled
              F#m                     B
"I don't know why I saved it all this time"

| A   | E   | F#  |  %  |  %  | x2
| C#m | F#m | B -
(Repeat then fade out)

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