Violet Hill

Bm
Was a long and dark December

From the rooftops I remember
          G           Em
There was snow, white snow
  Bm
Clearly I remember from the windows
                            G
They were watching while we froze
        Em
Down below

          G
When the future's architectured
     A                     Bm
By a carnival of idiots on show
                 A
You'd better lie low
       G    F#m D         Bm  A  Bm
If you love me, won’t you let me know?

      Bm
Was a long and dark December

When the banks became cathedrals
      G          Em
And a fox became God
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Priests clutched onto bibles

Hollowed out to fit their rifles
         G             Em
And the cross was held aloft

G
Bury me an armour
         A
When I’m dead and hit the ground
              Bm            A
My nerves are poles that unfroze
       G    F#m D         Bm  A  Bm
If you love me, won’t you let me know?