Ghost Of A Lie

Bm F#m Bm There’s an old house with a blue heart F#m A TV lights up the choking dark Bm And in a white room an old man sighs F#m His friends a lamp and the ghost of a lie Bm F#m 4x Bm Once in a cold March my childhood friend F#m Took my hand and dragged me to the driveway’s end Bm Where in the front yard, a dog would creep F#m The light in the darkness was his bared teeth Bm D F#m E Find my bones in the bottles of the oak tree Bm D F#m E My old ghosts never fail to catch up to me Bm D Little sister, thief of peace F#m E G Let the crows of war cease their battle cries F# And let these memories die Bm F#m 4x Bm In a war-torn, damaged mind F#m The young man that he was never took flight Bm And I could see it in his broken eyes F#m As he gazed from the window of his room of white Bm D F#m E Find my bones in the bottles of the oak tree Bm D F#m E My old ghosts never fail to catch up to me Bm D Little sister, thief of peace F#m E G Let the crows of war cease their battle cries F# And let these memories die Bm F#m 4x Bm In the heart of a bitter hound F#m There is an endless howl that never sounds Bm So lay a kind hand upon his back F#m For what is one lone wolf without a pack? Bm D F#m E Find my bones in the bottles of the oak tree Bm D F#m E My old ghosts never fail to catch up to me Bm D Little sister, thief of peace F#m E G Let the crows of war cease their battle cries F# And let these memories die Bm F#m 2x And let these memories die Bm F#m 2x