C C/E Am C When I am dead and the light leaves my breast F G Dm Em Nothing to be told, nothing to confess C C/E Am C Let the record show what I couldn't quite confess F G Dm Em For by living for myself I was living for unrest Then the evidence came back in a chariot of vindication Something to behold, glorious in its path But the prophecy fell back as it gave to me an invitation Show them what is right, show them what is blessed Chorus: Dm C/E F G But now it strikes me far too late again Dm C/E F G That I was asking far too much of everyone around me Dm C/E F G And now it strikes me far too late again Dm C/E F That I should answer for myself as the Ascension G falls upon me So what should be said of a life that leaves its mess? For once your life was sold it could never be possessed You were selfishly as a continent, you were finally at your best For you favored for yourself when selfishness was blessed Then Cordelia came back in a chariot hallucination Something to rejoice, glorious in its wrath But the prophecy was a pantomime as it came to me in accusation Show them what is right, show them what is best Chorus And now it frightens me, the thought against my chest To think I was asking for a reason, explaining why everything's a total mess And now it frightens me, the dreams that I possess To think I was acting like a believer, when I was just angry and depressed | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsAm C Dm E Em F G |