Blood Of Angels Chords – Brown Bird

 The F#m might be a 7th or a minor 7th.
There should be enough here to figure out the bass note pattern,
(if you care about passing notes)
but you can also just strum it.

Also, if you've got time and cash you don't need,
go to Brown Bird's site and donate to the lead singer's/guitarist's (David Lamb's) 
leukemia treatment.
Help him out if you want them to keep making great music!
They can't tour to make money due to his illness,
and I don't know about you,
but I wanna see them live one day.

Comment if you have any corrections.


 Bm 
I can’t make my mood match the weather
                                                      Em 
I can’t make the weather do what I want
 F# A 
so I’ve resigned myself to pry that big old sun out of the sky
 Em A Bm 
and I will live my days in darkness 'til I die


I tried to be good, I was a failure
                                                      Em 
so I took to taking all the good men down
 F# A 
it wasn’t hard to do, I just huffed and puffed and blew
 Em A Bm 
until all the two-shoes scattered underground

 Bm A 
you could be right
 Em A 
they might come for me at night
 F# F#m 
in angry mobs with torches bright outside my door
 Bm A 
for all my spite
 Em A 
I might never win the fight
 F# F#m Bm 
but I will rage against the light forever more


I drank the blood of angels from a bottle
                                                           Em 
just to see if I could call the lightning down
 F# A 
it hasn’t struck me yet and I would wage my soul to bet
 Em A Bm 
that there ain’t no one throwing lightning anyhow


Too many tries at tempting fate to call it over
                                                                   Em 
and you get to thinking fate’s got different plans
 F# A 
like maybe i’m not born to die but to bring darkness to the sky
 Em A Bm 
and pull that goddamn sun down anyway I can


 Bm A 
you could be right
 Em A 
they might come for me at night
 F# F#m 
in angry mobs with torches bright outside my door
 Bm A 
for all my spite
 Em A 
I might never win the fight
 F# F#m Bm 
but I will rage against the light forever more

 Bm A Em A F# F#m Bm A Em A F# F#m Bm G F# 
and oh the hopelessly tender hearted
 A Bm 
tend to sing the loudest of love
 Em F#m Bm F#7 
but my sweet temptations turn their songs into a lie
 G F# 
I fold the grass over all they’ve started
 A Bm 
to never see the light of the sun
 Em F#m Bm 
as they dwell in darkness so shall I



don’t try to come around here, spreading sentiments of cheer
                      Em 
you told your last white lie, everything is not alright
 F# A 
you hope, you pray, you love the light of day
 Em A Bm 
but there’s no one up there listening tonight

 Bm A 
you could be right
 Em <span

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