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[Verse 1]
D A7sus4 G D
All your brambles, all your creeping vines
D A7sus4 G F#m
All of the trash that people leave behind
Em A D G
All your fine, fine columns poking up through the pond scum
[Refrain]
D A7sus4 D
We will have uses for these things when we come
[Verse 2]
D A7sus4 G D
Cracks in the marble you hauled in from the quarry
D A7sus4 G F#m
These will be seen by all in all their glory
Em A D G
Long hidden shadows of the places they came from
[Refrain]
D A7sus4 D
We will bring memories of these things when we come
[Bridge]
F A D
All your abandoned things
C F D
Once fine vestments, statues with wings
F A D Bm
They have their uses, every one
G A7sus4
Let me slither across them in the sun
[Verse 3]
D A7sus4 G D
Pale imitations that you brought back from afar
D A7sus4 G F#m
We will show them to you as they are
Em A D G
Wind through the ruins, high and lonesome
[Refrain]
D A7sus4 D
We will have uses for these things when we come
