The Angels (Australia) – Dawn Is Breaking (Guitar)

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(Remember looking at the haunted grace bow down to the storm? remember searching for a familiar face with no one there to mourn?) [Verse 1]
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Staring eyes silent screams

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plastic tubes to carry fading dreams

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preacher, servant in their hall

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warm blood on the palace wall

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those who dine alone in hell

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wearing grief in their lapel

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drop small change in wishing wells

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the haunted tear that never fell

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someone's dragging a ball and chain

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looking for you in the pouring rain

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while those who care give silent prayer for lovers going home
[Verse 2]
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If there was a brickwall surrounding the New York dream

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if there were secrets locked in steel

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if there was a button you could press on the luck machine

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if there was a place for wounds to heal

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if you were borne in the barbwire of your mother's womb

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if you were hungry before you died

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if you say you left your bath all clean and white

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you know, I know you lied

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remember the poet who said it first

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he was speaking of you and your difficult birth

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how you can say a prayer for lovers going home
[Bridge]
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Drinking from an empty cup

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waiting for the rot to grow

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distant sounds that can't be heard

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and no one knows

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children who don't mind the rain

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yet have no wish to die

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whatever your own world could've been you'd feel better if you could cry
[Instrumental] Am F G C A Dm B7 E F C E
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Dawn is breaking in the graveyard
[Verse 3]
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People massing in the street

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trampled heads beneath their feet

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children playing with the dead

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silver spoon stained with red

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watching through a widow's veil

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as Caesar desecrates the Holy Grail

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you sit all alone in your front row seat

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you look so small and frail

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you're mud on the feet of the men you've damned

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you're darkness come too soon

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you should be selling two-bit watches and girly photographs

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masterpiece in ruin

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you're a pantomime of old world courtesy

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you should have a degree in harlotry

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you should be incarcerated in an apartment tower

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with no technology

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did you ever listen to the poles opposed to you

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did you ever stop to ask?

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did you ever smile and hide your wasted lips

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did you ever lift your mask?

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did you ever walk with your feet on by

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till they take your place in line?

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did you know you look like you belong

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where wrong is right and right is wrong?

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did you really think that you'd be left where

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war is life and life is death?