Em

Em
Wearing the name on my body
C                        D
Painting the faith on my soul
Em
Baring my teeth just to hold on
D
Practice the art of control
C                       G
Emblems of cavemen they taught me
      C                     D
The importance of typing in bold
    C                    G
The weight of a simple depiction
       D
As the days unfold

[Chorus]
Am          D
As the hour grows
Am          Em
As the hour grows
            C                                  G               D
I know that I can keep the voice of doubt from speaking on its own
           Am                   G
Cause I've always been a silent figure
         D                          Em
And I've never been a man of stone, woah

Em                   
I sure don't have eyes like an eagle's
  C                       D
I couldn't be waiting for war
Em
Why should I think that I'd've survived
D
In the days of yore
        C                           G
But the gifts of the Greeks oh they taught me
     C                D
That radio favors the bold
    C                  G
The key to survival is pleasing your rivals
        D
Til the days unfold

[Repeat Chorus]

[Cello Solo]
C          G     D
C          D

    C                      G
The fevers of Wallace they taught me
     C                   D
That wisdom began with a cold
   C                      G
So let me grow feeble and fragile
       D
As the days unfold