An Atlas To Follow - Wild Sweet Orange We Have Cause To Be Uneasy Standard Tuning D F#m Go back, baby, the way you came. G I made a trail to mark the way. Drops of wine and crumbs of flesh, D A Hurry back, child, before you're dead. D F#m I can't pretend now that you're alive. G I know I'm dancing with the dead tonight. Heaving bodies in the front yard lights, D A They're easing off the glory of the truth denied. (CHORUS) Bm This little light of mine, D Shine bright and blind the reaper's eyes. Bm Hear you stomping on the tops of pines. D We rest as death lays on his knife. D The moon ain't pulling at the waves tonight, F#m G It's dragging me around just like it drug the tide. Oh, these great hands that pull my life, D A They drug me outside of y'all's house last night Where I said, D "Pack it up boys. Gather all your stuff. F#m G In this old money town, it's easy to get stuck." D I left the flashlights by the road, uh-oh-way-oh A and an atlas to follow. (BACK TO CHORUS) x2 D We rest as death lays on his knife. D We rest as death lays on his knife. D We rest as death lays on his knife.