Tonalidad: C major
Intro 1
C
Verse 1
C
Well, the rain is cold
Dm
Unto the rain I hold
F
And I am in need of winds
C
To lift me up from here
In a mountain land
Dm
Against a raging wind
C
Furnace of a fortress
F
And maybe some day
when I'm not so old
I will count fishes,
not diamonds and gold
C
G
How long will this weary heart find rest?
Dm
C
Come better harvest
In fields of grain
Dm
Where I've sown these pains
F
In view of a castle
C
A proud bat crumbling
An angry leaf
Dm
With a mouth to feed
F
Strangles
C
The happy heart of home
F
And maybe someday
when they clear these fields
And ravens will pick through the
spoils and the yields
C
G
Yeah, there may be redemption, yes
C
Oh, come bitter harvest
F
I reach out my hands
but my hands are on fire
C
All that I touched is consumed in the pile
F
I hear you a whisper of hope in the wind
C
This is the coming of autumn again
F
The tower of Babel detaches
C
The sky is no closer to God
before in my life
F
These memories I cling to are
all sacks of stones
C
These tears I run from are
all piles of bones
F
C
The mouth of the lion has been left unfed
G
Oh come, bitter harvest
C
F
Em
F
C
F
Em
Bitter harvest
F
The fire of the wrath
Em
of God is put out
Without a mixture
F
into the cup of His righteousness
C
Well, the sky is white,
Dm
and the fields are dry
F
C
Due to the thirsty hunter's moon
But the one true seed,
Dm
planted among the weeds
F
Will feed 10 ,000 mouths,
C
oh come harvest
F
Oh, and some day when I'm not so old
I will count fishes, not diamonds and gold
C
Then this weary heart will find rest
G
Oh, come bitter heart
C
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