Penance Fire Blues

D And I see papers and papers F Stacked up in formation C That mean much before G They're lining the fire D As the bottomless heat goes F To harness your anger C Your blood and G D Your deepest desire Because there's no truth stolen F That's been ever brought forward C By the minds of the writers G Looking face down on the gutter D Cause this world's full of thinkers F And suffragette speakers C G Who deny that they ever wear a dress D Oh, this god forsaken town is in a mess D And all the truths been let out loose F Is desperate to amuse C As it grabs you by the throat G And strings out all the times you've used D But now you don't belong F You whisper when you speak C You turn yourself to nighttime G D You're trying to find your feet C So let me run, Lord G Lord, Lord, Lord Run... D Lord, just let me run C So let me run, Lord G Lord, Lord, Lord D Lord, just let me run D But as the morning awakens F That light sends a shudder C The twist of hope that helped you down G Is left to rest and stir D You back down a hallway F To flourish the darkness C And fool yourself G You did it all for her D And him, and her D And all the truths been let out loose F Is desperate to amuse C As it grabs you by the throat G And strings out all the times you've used D But now you don't belong F You whisper when you speak C You turn yourself to nighttime G D You're trying to find your feet C So let me run, Lord G Lord, Lord, Lord Run... D Lord, just let me run C So let me run, Lord G Lord, Lord, Lord D Lord, just let me run D But I've seen your face before F Rich boy playing poor C Ravaging the whores G Ignoring constant calls D Now you don't belong F You whisper when you speak C You turn yourself to nighttime G You're trying to find your feet C So let me run, Lord G Lord, Lord, Lord Run... D Lord, just let me run C So let me run, Lord G Lord, Lord, Lord D Lord, just let me run