Four Winds by Bright Eyes

An edit of Devine07’s tab, I just rearranged it for those without a capo.


Bright Eyes
Four Winds

Intro: Am, F, C, Dm, C, Dm, F  x4

      Am                                          F 
Your class, your caste, your country, sect, your name or your tribe
         C                             Dm
There's people always dying trying to keep them alive
     C                      Dm
His body's decomposing in containers tonight
         F
In an abandoned building where

     Am                          F
A squatter's made a mural of a Mexican girl
      C                                Dm
With fifteen cans of spray paint in a chemical swirl
       C                            Dm
She's standing in the ashes at the end of the world
             F
Four winds blowing through her hair

                Dm      G                 Dm    G
But when great Satan's gone, the whore of Babylon
          F       C                  F           C
She just can't sustain the pressure where it's placed
     Dm
She caves


Interlude: Am, F, C, Dm, C, Dm, F

     Am                                    F
The Bible's blind, the Torah's deaf, the Qu'ran is mute
          C                                Dm
If you'd burn them all together you'd get close to the truth still
          F                           Dm
They're pouring over sanskrit on the ivy league moons
                F
While shadows lengthen in the sun

           Am                            F
Cast on a school of meditation built to soften the times
     C                               Dm
And hold us at the center while the spiral unwinds
       F                             Dm
It's knocking over fences, crossing property lines
             F
Four winds, cry until it comes

              Dm      G
And it's the song of man
                  Dm     G
Slouching towards Bethlehem
              G       C                 G      C
A heart just can't contain all of that empty space
    Dm         G
It breaks, it breaks, (it breaks)


Interlude: Am, F, Am, F, Am, F, G

              Em                         C
Well, I went back, I rent a Cadillac, a company jet
        C                        Dm
Like a newly orphaned refugee, retracing my steps
        C                     Dm
All the way to Cassadega to commune with the dead
                   F
They said, "You'd better look alive"

           Am                         F
And I was off to old Dakota where a genocide sleeps
         C                               Dm
In the black hills, the bad lands, the calloused east
    C                   Dm
I buried my ballast, I made my peace
                   F
With four winds, levelling the pines

                Dm      G                 Dm   G
But when great Satan's gone, the whore of Babylon
          F      C                   F     C
She just can't remain with all that outer space
     Dm           G           Dm        G
She breaks, she breaks, she caves, she caves.


End on: Am


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