Bastille - Glory: chords

D#m                      B
Deep in a corner of the night
        F#                          C#
We were lying in the middle of the road
D#m                               B
Counting the planes as they flew by
     F#                       C#
Inconceivable imagining them go

And drunk we set the world to rights
As we fell and hit our heads upon the curb
You make me laugh until I die
Can you think of any better way to choke?

  B             D#m      C#             F#
Stories told to me and stories told to you
     B            D#m       C#                F#
And did you ever feel like they were ringing true?

Chorus:
    B
And all their words for glory
 C#       D#m
Well they all, they sounded empty
 C#/F       F#
When we're looking up for heaven
 C#
Looking up for heaven
 B                      C#
Way down here upon the ground
            D#m
When we're lying in the dirt
  C#/F      F#
There's no looking up for heaven
  C#
Looking up for heaven

Not everything had gone to plan
But we made the best of what we had, you know?
Passing the drink from hand to hand
We admit we really know nothing at all

Stories told to me and stories told to you
And was it feeling real? And were they ringing true?

Chorus:
And all their words for glory
Well they always sounded empty
When we're looking up for heaven
Looking up for heaven
And way down here upon the ground
When we're lying in the dirt
There's no looking up for heaven
Looking up for heaven

                             B              D#m
I'll take my chances on the curb here with you
    C#                      A#m
We watched the planes leave us behind
        B              D#m
On the curb here with you
    C#                      A#m
We watched the planes leave us behind
          B                        C#
And and then you put your hand in mine
     D#m                         C#/F
And pulled me back from things divine
      F#                     C#
Stop looking up for heaven, waiting to be buried

Chorus:
And all their words for glory
Well they always sounded empty
When we're looking up for heaven
Looking up for heaven
Way down here upon the ground
When we're lying in the dirt
There's no looking up for heaven
Looking up...