Chords for Marc Almond & The Willing Sinners | There Is A Bed

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E

Bm

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Marc Almond & The Willing Sinners | There Is A Bed chords
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[D]
There is a bed where I can end my days and think about the roads I've [Em] run and the miles I've come.
a bed where troubles melt away, my lonely hours or ours, review the [D] times that
bed where we share times of love and out of love those nights are [Em] memories best forgot.
argued about trivial things and slept apart, a wall we [D] built among the sheets.
where sickness left its touch and fever damped the sheets where I [Em] would
all night.
Cold burning on my brow, hallucinations [E] here and now, a [D] fight to live or die.
100%  ➙  70BPM
D
1321
Em
121
E
2311
Bm
13421112
D
1321
Em
121
E
2311
Bm
13421112
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_ _ _ _ _ _ There is a bed where I can end my days and think about the roads I've [Em] run and the miles I've come.
_ _ _ There is a bed where troubles melt away, my lonely hours or ours, review the [D] times that
we've come through.
_ _ _ _ There is a bed where we share times of love and out of love those nights are [Em] memories best forgot.
_ _ _ _ We argued about trivial things and slept apart, a wall we [D] built among the sheets.
_ _ _ _ There is a bed where sickness left its touch and fever damped the sheets where I [Em] would
shake all night. _ _ _ _ _
Cold burning on my brow, hallucinations [E] here and now, a [D] fight to live or die.
_ _ _ _ There is a bed where first we both made love and left the marks, reminders of [Em] how good it felt.
_ _ _ _ [E] _ The hard, soft, the sweating midnights, how we'd build the [Em] fort, we'd climb [D] the tower.
_ _ _ _ There is a bed where years will make us wise, truth and lies, defeat, despise and [Em]
forgiving.
_ _ _ _ _ The sheets are [E] cradled, birth to death, the twist and turns of love, the life [D] we're living.
_ _ _ _ There is a bed where nights I lay awake to think about my future, to [Em] forget my past.
_ _ _ _ _ My bed abodes to sail seas, to land where safety finds me [D] gripping to the mast.
_ _ _ _ _ And though I think my years slip through my fingers, sorrow lingers and [Em] won't go away.
_ _ _ _ _ There is a bed that is my sanctuary, a bed where I can end my [D] days. _ _ _ _ _ _
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