E C#m A B Someone's telling the toll to me G# F#m F#m7-5 I'm cut and I'm weeping like a rubber tree E C#m A B but i don't care who's left behind G# F#m F#m7-5 lost revelations that I'll never find C#m F#m G#7 in the long hall pipes are whispering G#7 G#7 blues prepared for anti-christening Somewhere there's an honest soul To mirror teeth where neon lures troll And what's extinct might come alive A purple smoke in some internal shrine C#m F#m G#7 with a long sigh let the hissing in C#m F#m G#7 stones deformed by gentle kissing and G#7 all the closed eyes start to glisten but it feels like someone's missing yeah it feels like someone's missing B yeah it feels like someone's missing yeah it feels like someone's missing it feels like someone's missing | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA C#m E F#m F#m7 G# G#7 B |