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The Fine Art Of Hanging On
The Leisure Society
CHORDS

C       - x32010 
Am      - x02210
F       - 133211
G       - 320003
Dm      - xx0231
F7M     - xx3210


Intro - C Am F G C


       C                    Dm      
In the madness an Island, another lame animal
 G                        F
Defeating the odds with a fistful of avalon
     G               Am
The pages are angels narrating the downfall
    C                    F                  G
The blood in the vein is all that we've ever known

           C                    Dm
If there's nothing above us and nothing below us
    G                        F
And nothing between us, then how do I get over that?
   G                     Am
A failure a saviour, the fine art of hanging on
     C                   F              G
Has whipped us to lift a life from the remnants 

    G          C      F    G              C         F
And we put it all together, a port in the eye of the storm
        F                 G                      Am        C       F
Does it pain you that the flame we thought would grow now burns so low?
F       G           C
La, La, La la la la la


           C                    Dm
We were boarding the tall ships, eclipsing Oblivion 
    G                        F
Deciding it all sang a Whole new significance
   G                     Am
It's made in the waiting, afloat on a reservoir 
     C                   F              G
It's borne us to form a start from an ending


    G          C      F    G              C         F
And we put it all together, a port in the eye of the storm
        F                 G                      Am        C       F
Does it pain you that the flame we thought would grow now burns so low?
F       G           C     Am 
La, La, La la la la la la la 
F   G               C
La, La, La la la la la

                          G                      Am        C       F      F    G    C
Does it pain you that the flame we thought would grow now burns so low?


Instrumental -  G C F G
                G C F
                F G Am C F
                F G C Am 
                F G C F7M   C
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