Capo: 3

From live performances you can tell this song is played in standard tuning with a capo on the 3rd fret. Capo 3rd fret Bright Eyes Four Winds Intro: Em, C, G, Am, G, Am, C x4

Your c^Emlass, your caste, your country, sect, your n^Came or your tribe There's p^Geople always dying trying to k^Ameep them alive His b^Gody's decomposing in co^Amntainers tonight In an aba^Cndoned building where

A squ^Ematter's made a mural of a Me^Cxican girl With f^Gifteen cans of spray paint in a c^Amhemical swirl She's s^Gtanding in the ashes at the e^Amnd of the world Four winds bl^Cowing through her hair

But when great S^Amatan's g^Done, the whore of ^AmBabylo^Dn She just c^Can't sus^Gtain the pressure w^Chere it's pl^Gaced She c^Amaves

Interlude: Em, C, G, Am, G, Am, C

The B^Emible's blind, the Torah's deaf, the Qu^C'ran is mute If you'd b^Gurn them all together you'd get c^Amlose to the truth still They're po^Guring over sanskrit on the i^Amvy league moons While shadows le^Cngthen in the sun

Cast on a s^Emchool of meditation built to s^Coften the times And h^Gold us at the center while the s^Ampiral unwinds It's kn^Gocking over fences, crossing p^Amroperty lines Four winds, c^Cry until it comes

And it's the s^Among of m^Dan Slouching towards ^AmBethleh^Dem A heart just c^Can't con^Gtain all of that e^Cmpty sp^Gace It b^Amreaks, it b^Dreaks, (it breaks)

Interlude: Em, C, Em, C, Em, C, D

Well, I went b^Emack, I rent a Cadillac, a c^Company jet Like a n^Gewly orphaned refugee, re^Amtracing my steps All the ^Gway to Cassadega to co^Ammmune with the dead They said, "Yo^Cu'd better look alive"

And I was o^Emff to old Dakota where a ge^Cnocide sleeps In the bl^Gack hills, the bad lands, the ca^Amlloused east I bu^Gried my ballast, I m^Amade my peace With four winds, le^Cvelling the pines

But when great S^Amatan's g^Done, the whore of ^AmBabyl^Don She just c^Can't re^Gmain with all that o^Cuter s^Gpace She b^Amreaks, she br^Deaks, she ca^Amves, she c^Daves.

End on: Em