E|---| O-------O------O------O------------------------|
B|---| O-------O------O------O------------------------|
G|---| O-------O------4------2------------------------|
D|---2-------4------4------4------------------------|
A|---2-------2------2------2------------------------|
E|---| O-------O------O------O------------------------|
Em E* E^ E+
It began when they came and took me from my home ...
Em / E* / Em /E*
VERSE:
Em E* Em E*
I began to warm and chill to objects and their fields
Em E* Em E*
a ragged cup a twisted mop. the face of Jesus in my soup
Em E* Em E*
Those sinister dinner meals The meal trolly's wicked wheels
Em E* Em E*
A hooked bone rising from my food. All things either good or ungood
CHORUS:
Em E^
And the mercy seat is waiting and I think my head is burning
E+ D Dm
and in a way I'm yearning to be done with all this measuring of truth
F
an eye for an eye a tooth for a tooth
C Em / E* / Em / E*
and anyway i told the truth and I'm not afraid to die
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