A D The sun is gone, and that's all I really knowA D No angels in the air with hearts as good as goldA E G The closer you stand to the gateA The more the gates are closedA D These darkened days make somebody's hunger and thirstA D The blessed burns the sun, he's throwing shadows on the earthA E G The shadow you find at the gateA D And all the gates are closed, oh yeahA Anytime you find your race is runG D Felt much colder standing in the sunA Waitin' for some warmth and comin' downG D Felt much older than I really wasA Waitin' for some warmth and coming downA D The sun is gone, yeah that's all I really knowA D No angels in the air with hearts as good as goldA E G The closer you stand to the gatesA The more the gates are closedA Anytime you find your race is runG D Felt much colder standing in the sunA Waitin' for some warmth and comin' downG D Felt much older than I really wasA Waitin' for some warmth and coming downG D Felt much older than I really wasA Waitin' for some warmth and coming down
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Mark Lanegan
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