Battle Cries

G

G
I’m at the brink, don’t laugh
The wrinkles and bricks that we’re left with at last
G
At the winks I’ve masked
And drink will fix all those questions unasked
C                        G
Who’ll save you when you fall?
Who died and made you king of it all
G
Who wins this war? You’ve a knack
Now the wind is so warm on the back of my neck
G
For applause from the back of the stalls but you lack
As I walk with the sun hand in hand from the wreck
C                                               G
The conviction to look at me straight and say yes
Some fictions we took to mean fate believe me I know
G
Don’t be uncouth, be a man
Tell the truth to me love, does my hair look as nice
G
Don’t lie with your eyes, you know I despise that look
As it did when you once tied it up in your eyes?
C                                              G
                           You’re home.        For God’s sake I’m
Look at me as you say this, don’t look at your phone
G
Done with your dreams, they won’t last
Cos that sun that beams down as my hands touch the grass
G
Thirty winters will pass, you’ll look back
After summers of fasting I feel hunger at last
C                                                         G
At the woman fifty year old you will be proud to have     known
For the person fifteen year old me would be proud to have known

Am F C G
Am F G G

C
Cos these plates they smash like waves
C
Place your smile in mine
F
And the wine stains hide the tears
F
Why stay? Hide the
Am
But that breathing you hear don't mistake it for sighs
Am                                               F     G
Don’t you realise - They’re just battle cries dear
C
And these lines aren’t wrinkles dear heart
C
Hardly knew the words
F                                              G
I’m dolled up love don’t I deserve to just
They’re just dollops of paint on a new work of art
Am
And as I walk away I know I’ve been through the wars
Am                                                          F         G
But that creaking you hear in my bones is not pain, it’s applause

G
Come on love, please don’t start
With you I could summon the gods and the stars
G
Sing your notes, play your part
Watch them dance out the plays that we wrote from the heart
C                                                  G
Then we’ll leave. We were gods
And we’d laugh at the ghosts of our fears. We were kids
G
‘Come at me your blaggards you’d yell
‘Come at me you blaggards’, you’d yell from the banks
G
From the back of the gallery
Wielding words against make-believe wizards and tanks.
       C                                            G
Say goodbye.                                            I am not
And by god love believe me, I wanted to play too, I did
G
A drunkard, A daughter, A preacher, god knows how you
But we sunk into water no creature can know
G
You dragged us both into the darkness that grows
You dragged me along to watch all your shows
     C                                               G
                       Oh dear God.                        I won’t
Our devils broke rank, and out of the depths came an army. I won’t
G
Leave without a fight
Let you turn our last night into this
G
I’m going to binge watch a box set, drink wine, reminisce
C                                                 G
This isn’t a break up dear heart, it’s a season finale

Am C F G
Am C G G

C
Cos these plates they smash like waves
C
Place your smile in mine
F
And the wine stains hide the tears
F         G
Why stay? Hide the
Am
But that breathing you hear don't mistake it for sighs
Am                                         F        G
Don’t you realise - They’re just battle cries dear
C
And these lines aren’t wrinkles dear heart
C
Hardly knew the words
              F                                G
They’re just dollops of paint on a new work of art
                I’m dolled up love don’t I   deserve to just
         Am
And as I walk away I know I’ve been through the wars
Am                                                          F
But that creaking you hear in my bones is not pain, it’s applause
F
It’s not pain it’s applause
G                      C
It’s not pain it’s applause
F G Am Am F G

G
All it took to unearth in the dust and the dirt
G
Some release or respite from the heat and the hurt
     C                                        G
Was taking the time now and then to ask how I am
G
And now at the end, at the end of all things
G
I’m not going to scream, beat my chest at the wind
G
I’m doing fine

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