The Tallest Man On Earth – Revelation Blues (Guitar)

       G                              C
I was more than just a coward, I was handsome too

        Em                           D
I felt nothing when your flood came down

         G                                 C
Holding fines that made me wonder if the lights were wrong

         Em                           D
With my hands that never touched no ground

           Am            D
When your talent is in numbers

        Bm                Em 
Of the many times you've gone

         C                        D
I could lie I don't care about forgiving

                                         G
But sometimes it's just roses dying too young

             G                           C
And you're fencing up the hours in the fields of red

           Em                      D
While you think I'm on a loveless stray

         G                           C
In the letters from the lovers in a land gone wrong

      Em                     D
Explanations always written late

           Am                D
When your talent curse the framing

        Bm               Em
Of the crying you heard sung

         C                              D
I could lie I don't care about what's missing

                                         G
But sometimes it's just roses dying too young

           Em       Bm              C          Am
With your train of thought always passing here

          Em      Bm              C         Am  
With its falling paint, and its broken gears

                   Em     Bm             C         Am  
It's the damn revelation blues when you see the path

                       Em               D         C
And you know you won't be the last, oh lord, oh lord

       G                              C
I was more than just a terror, I was crying too

         Em                      D
But you showed me in the gusts between

        G                                C
That a wind is sometimes broken and its flying path

        Em                  D
Has no meaning no a ghost within

           Am          D
When your talent is in hiding

           Bm               Em
That your feeling's always wrong

   C                        D
I always want to bring you something

                                         G
But sometimes it's just roses dying too young

           Am          D
When your talent is in hiding

           Bm               Em
That your feeling's always wrong

   C                        D
I always want to bring you something