The Stranger at My Door Brandi Carlile
5th fret
[Em]I have seen the [Am]firewatcher's [Em]daughter.
[Em]watching fires b[Am]urn from smoke to [Em]black.
there's [C]nothing she won't [D]burn, from [G]Styro[D/F#]foam to [Em]urns.
to [B7/F#]someone else's ashes in a sack... (..oh god i love her)
[Em]
[Em]You can scorch the m[Am]etal, you can [Em]even melt the glass.
[C]You can pass the time here, fire [Em]lives into the past
An a[C]ll-consuming [D]flame, that re[G]fines and [D/F#]new be[Em]gins
It'll [B7/F#]take your family heirlooms, but it can [B]take [A]your [G#]dar[F#]kest [Em]sins
It's a [C]good ol' bedtime story, give you [Em]nightmares 'til you die
And the [D]ones that love to tell it, hide the [Em]mischief in their eyes
Con[C]demn their sons to Hades
And Gehe[Em]nna is full of guys, alive and [Am]well
But there ain't no [B7/F#]hell for a firewatcher's d[Em]aughter
[Em]woo[Am]ooo[Em]ooo
[Em]woo[Am]ooo[Em]ooo
[C]wo[D]oo[Em]ooo
We e[Em]xercise the [Am]demons of the [Em]things we used to know
The [C]gnashing of the teeth become the [Em]remnants of our homes
We [C]think we're movin[D]g on, from [G]mate[D/F#]rials we l[Em]ong
To [B7]forget we ever sold our s[Em]ouls to own
There's a c[Em]hilling absolu[Am]tion that we're g[Em]iven from our birth
A [C]powerful [D/F#]delusion and a [Em]plague upon the earth
But [C]nothing scares me [D]more
Than the [G]stranger [D/F#]at my [Em]door
Who I [B7/F#]fail to give shelter, time, and [Em]worth
It's a [C]good ol' bedtime story, give you [Em]nightmares 'til you die
And the [D]ones that love to tell it, hide the [E]mischief in their eyes
Con[C]demn their sons to Hades
And Gehe[Em]nna is full of guys, alive and w[Am]ell
But there ain't no [B7/F#]hell for a firewatcher's da[Em]ughter
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