Two Gallants Waves Of Grain (ver 2) chords

Waves Of Grain (ver 2) by Two Gallants

 C                 G         Am
Pray betray the deceased,
                 E                        F
such an infamous freedom, such a militant peace
                  C                         G        C
How dare they distrust, do they know who we are
                   G       Am
And Your progeny's brave,
                   E                            F
their tract houses waiting, pre-plucked and pre-paved
                   C                       G
To the ends of the Earth, wife, kids and a car 
    

    Am            G
But oh no, no, I see them falling
 F                  C      F                  C
Let's all pray for rain, Let's all pray for rain
             G                      F
And all your children are reared by panic and fear
    Am                 G                    
But what when all your fields are rotten,
 F             C     F                C
your waves of grain, amber waves of grain
          G                 F                              C
And your word is yet done: Inbreed us 'till we're all the same



C                      G         Am
And Your collection of tongues,
                        E                             F
you keep framed in your parlour, with your bibles and guns,
             C                        G            C
the fetus of Christ with a fistful of scars.
                   G       Am
And your vision is clear,
                         E                    F
while you blind your own kind in a curtain of fear,
                          C               G
your words twisted skywards distracted by stars.


    Am              G
But oh, no, no, the sky is falling.
 F                  C      F                  C
Let's all pray for rain, Let's all pray for rain.
        G                         F
And you pour out your prayers and weep 'cause you care.
    Am                 G    
But what when all your fields are rotten,
 F            C      F              C
your waves of grain, amber waves of grain?
         G                     F                           C
And you hide the dead while my friends head to die in your name.


 C                     G        Am
And This playground is yours
                   E                  F
spoke God when you met, behind closed doors.
             C                        G             C
Gesture your hand and the pawns shall subside
                    G           Am
And though you play alone,
              E                     F
you never get lonely, you never get bored.
            C                         G
Who needs a friend when God's on your side?


    Am            G
But oh, no, no, I see them falling.
 F                  C      F                  C
Let's all pray for rain, Let's all pray for rain.
             G                      F
And even I can't pretend we're not near the end.
    Am                 G    
But what when all your fields are rotten,
 F              C     F               C            
your waves of grain, amber waves of grain?
           G             F                                C
When your days are done, I hope you've had fun with your game.


 C                   G         Am
And you accepted as fact:
                E                       F
Behold a white horse, with you on it's back,
               C                          G        C
a bow in your hand, a crown through your hair.
                     G         Am
And the oceans shall rise
                  E                   F
and slap on the shores of mountainsides.
                    C                 G
Great waves of progress shall wet the air.


    Am               G
But oh, no, no, the sky is falling.
 F                  C    F                   C
Let's all pray for rain, Let's all pray for rain.
        G                           F
And you fools in the back with your heads in your hats,
    Am                 G       
But what when all your fields are rotten,
 F              C    F                C
your waves of grain, amber waves of grain?
        G                   F                               C 
And my words won't be done, they'll never be done 'till the end.