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G Em G Em
[Verse 1]
GI wake up in Antwerp
EmIn some rich woman's bed
GThere's a man with a hammer
EmInside of my head
GShe says, "I couldn't wake you
EmI thought you were dead
GBut you talked in your sleep
EmI don't know what you said"
[Verse 2]
Cmaj7I look in the mirror
EmMy eyes bleeding red
Cmaj7There's a taste in my mouth
En
Of stale brandy and lead
Cmaj7Don't know how I got here
Gmaj7Or if I was led
BBut I know it's a Sunday
G#mFor the bells in my head
[Chorus 1]
EAs they call to the faithful
C#mThe quick and the dead
G#m F#The last days of judgement upon us
E C#mAnd the bells on the roof of St. Thomas
G#mAre calling
[Verse 3]
GShе says, "Are you hungry?
EmYou look underfed"
G"No, I'd bеtter be going
F#mI'll have coffee instead"
G"Let me give you some money"
EmI say, "There's no need
GYou don't owe me nothing
EmIt's what we agreed"
[Verse 4]
Cmaj7But the room's like a palace
EmIn a book I once read
Cmaj7And the words that I'm thinking
EmWould be better unsaid
Cmaj7I search for my clothes
GThen she asks if I'll stay
B"There's a room for you here
G#mMy husband's away"
[Chorus 2]
EThe bells of St. Thomas
C#mAre aching with doubt
G#mThey're cracked and they're broken
F#Like the earth in a drought
EI've searched for their meaning
C#mI just never found out
G#m F#Whatever they're expecting from us
E C#mOr why the bells on the roof of St. Thomas
G#mAre crying
[Verse 5]
A F#mI walk to the church, though it's empty by now
A F#mThe roof like an overturned ship, and a prow
A F#mFor a pulpit, and there it is upon the wall
A F#mSt. Thomas inspecting the wounds for us all
[Verse 6]
Dmaj7It's a painting by Rubens
F#mPainted from life
Dmaj7And it's flanked by a rich man
F#mAnd his elegant wife
Dmaj7The wounds we all share
AAnd yet still need the proof
FmYou can feign your indifference
BbmPretend you're aloof
[Chorus 3]
F# D#mBut the wounds we're denying are there all the same
Bbm G#And the bells of St. Thomas start ringing again
F#The saint I was named for
D#mThe sceptical brother
BbmThe rich man's wife
G#In the arms of another
F#And the exit wounds
D#mOf a love that's gone wrong
BbmShe said she was leaving
G#But she'd already gone
F#m DAnd the last days of judgement are finally upon on us
A DAnd the bells on the roof of St. Thomas
AAre calling
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