Trees In The City

[C7]      x35353 [bass plays [Bb]]

[C#m] [B] [A] [E] [A] [E] x3
[C#m] [B] [A] [E] [B] [E]

[C#m] Look [E*] around and [C#m] you can [E*] see

[C#m] Maybe [E*] things could [C7] be [E*] better

[C#m] Ever[E*]greens [C#m] haven’t [E*] been

[C#m] All they [[E]*] promised [B] they’[D] [E] be

There’s hope there, there’s fresh air
There are trees in the city
Standing out from the background
Saying things could be worse

[C#m] I [B] wouldn’t have [A] thought

Anything [E] living [A] could [E] grow

[C#m] Here [B] what with the [A] smoke

That I can [E] smell on [A] your [E] clothes

[C#m] There’s [B] mud on your [A] shoes

And there’s [E] dirt in [A] your [E] hair

[C#m] Still [B] maybe the [A] trees

In the [E] city are [B] still [E] there

We’ll stand in the shadows
Of that dirty great cathedral
Do you ever get the feeling?
That you’re being watched

If you’re evil or wicked
Then you won’t know what hit you
It’s there to remind you
You’d best watch your step

[Repeat chorus twice]