The Argus Chords by Ween

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_ _ Yesterday _ we lost our lives, _ tomorrow _ [D] we were _ born. _ _ _
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_ Fortune _ [Am] smiled upon us, _ [F] _
_ _ _ sacrificed [Am] the august.
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All [A] _ that he [C]
might help [E] us _ _ _ _ see. _ _
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[Am] _ [A] _ Magnize _ _
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_ the track for miles, _ _ looking _ [D] for _ disease.
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Puzzled by [Am] the mountain, _
_ _ [F] _ _ tricked [C] by the [E] sea.
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_ _ _ _ [C] And the [Em] arcus is practice [A] _
compassion, [Em] _ _ [C] with an eye [G] on you [A] as one is [D] on me. _
_ [C] Will the God [G] I grant [A] his forgiveness [G] _
_ [C] and allow [G] he that's lived [A] a reason [E] to _ see. _ _ _
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Found _ beneath the building _ walls, wells _ raised [D] so strong. _ _ _ _
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_ All the _ [Am] signs that guide us, _ _ [F] _
_ chosen [Am] by the _ august.
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Tell me [C] he has _ [E] chosen you. _ _
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_ _ [Am] _ Led by form we'll shed our souls, _ trusting you [D] like a _ [G] child.
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_ _ [F] _ We the dark faith [Am] will see you, _ _ [F] break from his _ _ [C] heaven's jail.
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_ _ _ And [C] the arcus [Em] is practice [Am] _
compassion, [Em] _ _ [C] with an eye on [Bm] you [Am] as one is [D] on _ me.
Will [C] the God [Em] I grant his [A] _ forgiveness, [Em] _
_ [C] letting [Em] droplets of land, [Am] _ erupt [E] from the _ sea. _ _ _
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_ _ [C] _ Lying in bed, _ symbolic and [Am] all giddy, closes the light which closes another.
The little sleepy dreams of watching and looking, and feathered clouds dancing,
he curls up his little [C] _ sleeve. _
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_ _ _ Swirling _ visions of nice _ confusion, all of the _ world's unjust to appease.
To [Am] me all is he has, for now that it's placed in the soul, it's only a fear that has.
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