Young Pilgrims

[Intro]
| D - | A# G | D  - | A# C |
| D - | F  - | A7 - |

[Verse 1]
D           A#    G
 A cold and wet November dawn
D          A#            C
 And there are no barking sparrows
D     F                   A7
 Just emptiness to dwell upon
D         A#   G
 I fell into a winter slide
D          A#             C                 D
 And ended up the kind of kid who goes down chutes too
narrow
     F                   A7
Just eking out my measly pipes

[Chorus]
    G         D          A7        D
But I learned fast how to  keep my head up,
'cause I
G           D       F       A7
 Know there is this side of me that
G         D        A7            D
 Wants to grab the yoke from the pilot,
and just
G        D            F         A7
 Fly the whole mess into the sea

[Verse 2]
D        A#         G
 Another slow train to the coast
D               A#            C      D
 Some brand new gory art from way on high
  F                        A7
I sink and then I swim all night
D            A#       G
 I watch the ice melt on the glass
D          A#             C
 While the eloquent young pilgrims pass
D    F
 And leave behind their trail
  C                     A7
Imploring us all not to fail

[Chorus]
   G            D        A7       D
Of course I was raised to  gather courage from those
G      D         F         A7
 Lofty tales, so tried and true, and
G          D   A7       D
 If you're able  I'd suggest it,
'cause this
G       D                   F          A7
 Modern thought can get the best of you

[Bridge]
Bm            D
  This rather simple epitaph
    G         A          G      A
Can save your hide, your fallen mind
Bm           D
  Fate isn't what we're up against
        G    A        G       A
There's no design, no flaw to find
        G    A        G       A
There's no design, no flaw to find

[Guitar Solo]
| D - | A# G | D - | A# C |
| D - | F  - | C - |

[Chorus]
A7    G         D           A7        D
  But I learned fast, how to  keep my head up,
'cause I
G       D        F       A7
 Know I got this side of me that
G         D        A7            D
 Wants to grab the yoke from the pilot,
and just
G        D            F         A7 D
 Fly the whole mess into the sea