At Her Open Door Dead Meadow
[D] [A] [E] [F#m]
[F#m]From the heights of the town
[B]her ha[F#m]ndmaids will announce
[B]her un[F#m]dying presence
within h[B]er s[F#m]even-pillared house
[D]Gifts of g[A]old lie [E]undis[D]turbed
at her o[A]pen d[E]oor
[E]Give until n[D]othing's [A]left then
[E]wish to [D]give more
[D]Her words [A]ring out [E]all too c[F#m]learly
[F#m]in your ears
[B]Until al[F#m]l else disappears
[B]in a nev[F#m]er ending night
[B]she [F#m]shines like boundless light
[D]Though she c[A]alls q[E]uiet[D]ly
[D]know she'll t[A]ake it a[E]ll
[E]All from me
[D]It's al[A]right it's [E]all [D]I need
[D]Heaven u[A]p abo[E]ve [F#m]waiting all the time
[B]for [F#m]you to make the age old climb
but sl[A]iding down [E]takes no time [F#m]
[D]Gifts of g[A]old lie [E]undis[D]turbed
at her o[A]pen d[E]oor
[E]Give until n[D]othing's [A]left then
[E]wish to [D]give more
[D]Her words [A]ring out [E]all too c[F#m]lear
[D]Hers [A]is the l[G]ove for which r[D]ivers f[A]low
[F#m]men fall from la[D]dders t[A]o the g[E]round b[F#m]elow
Then a raucous jam at the end on F#m, A kinda thing.
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