Turning Gold

A    C
A    C  D
A

A
Love is a vengeance put upon this breed
It takes the highest mountain and brings it to its knees
       C      D           A
Down below it hits me and keeps me wearin' this mask
                                                    G    D
But if I ever meet him, I'll be sure to ask for the light
        A              G    D         A
For the light, for the light, for the light

G       D       A
 In the seventh hour
G        D      A
 Waitin' in the cold
G      D        A
 I can feel the power
            G  D                A
I'm turning go-old, I'm turning gold
            G  D   A
I'm turning go-o-o-old

A

A
Life is an ending starting in the womb
A
You build a home of brick and mortar, then it is your tomb
A
And I don't know real, I don't know right
A
I don't know if I should lay down or fight
A
But I know that somehow it'll be alright

G       D       A
 In the seventh hour
G        D      A
 Waitin' in the cold
G      D        A
 I can feel the power
            G  D                A
I'm turning go-old, I'm turning gold
            G  D   A
I'm turning go-o-o-old

Em  A  G  A
A

A
Time is relentlеss, a mathematical curse
A
Put upon by God above to makе your body hurt
A
Through the burning, the bleeding, the itch of the healing
A
The screams carry on through the night
A
But I know that somehow it'll be alright

G       D       A
 In the seventh hour
G        D      A
 Waitin' in the cold
G      D        A
 I can feel the power
            G  D                A
I'm turning go-old, I'm turning gold
            G  D   A
I'm turning go-o-o-old
            G  D   A
I'm turning go-o-o-old
            G  D   A
I'm turning go-o-o-old
G  D A
Go-o-old

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