F#m B What about the thunder we hear. F#m B Any time the lightening reappears? F#m B Never fear the darkness or the shock, A Three hundred sixty strokes before heaven, E/G# F#m B F#m B Already eleven o'clock.
Listen to the warbler's rhapsody. He never chirps any funereal melody. He doesn't mind the night sky or the hawk. Sorry lovers take wing under heaven, Bells ringing eleven o'clock. Eleven o'clock. C#m A You must believe it true, E/G# A When I swear we're alive. C#m A Beware the deceiver, E/G# F#m He's a killer and a liar. E/G# F#m A killer and a liar. A B Your spirit and your eyes are on fire.
Celebrate the wonder of lunar light. Listen how the coyote sings at the sight. Never mind the drum dirge you hear droning. Fade away into oblivion, Let decay anyone moaning. Anyone moaning.
You must believe it true, When I swear we're alive. Beware the deceiver. He's a killer and a liar. A chiller of desire. Your spirit and your eyes are on fire.
Listen to the warbler's rhapsody. He never sings any funereal melody. Disregard anybody moaning. Never mind that drum dirge droning. What about that thunder we hear, Anytime the lightening reappears? Never dread the mystery or the shock, Three hundred sixty strokes to touch heaven. It's only eleven o'clock. Eleven o'clock.