Intro: F#m7 – Bm(add C#) – F#msus2sus4 – Bm(add C#) F#m7 Bm(add C#) C#m7 Bored of the life in the city of gold C#m7 F#m7 B He'd left and let nobody know F#m7 Bm(add C#) C#m7 Gone were the towers he had known from a child C#m7 F#m7 B Alone with the dream of a life C# F# Ab7 He travelled the wide open road Fm The blinkered arcade Ab F# Fm In search of another to share in his life Ab7/Eb Bb/D C# No - whe - re Ebm F#/C# Ab/C Ab Everyone looked so strange to him Ebm7 They've got no horns and they've got no tail Abm7 They don't even know of our existence Ebm7 Am I wrong to believe in a city of gold Abm7 That lies in the deep distance, he cried And wept as they led him away to a cage "Beast that can talk", read the sign The creatures they pushed and they prodded his frame And questioned his story again But soon they grew bored of their prey Beast that can talk ? More like a freak or publicity stunt Oh, no They've got no horns and they've got no tail They don't even know of our existence Am I wrong to believe in a city of gold That lies in the deep distance, he cried Eb F#/C# And broke down the door of the cage and marched on out Ab7 C# F He grabbed a creature by the scruff of his neck, pointing out Bb F6 Eb6 Bb There, beyond the bounds of your weak imagination Bb F6 Eb6 F Lie the noble towers of my city, bright and gold Eb/G F G D7sus4 C Eb Let me take you there and show you a living story Bb/D C# Eb Let me show you others such as me Abm7 Abm7/C# Why did I ever leave ? They've got no horns and they've got no tail They don't even know of our existence Am I wrong to believe in a city of gold That lies in the deep distance, he cried And wept And so we set out with the beast and his horns And his crazy description of home After many days journey we came to a peak Where the beast gazed abroad and cried out We followed his gaze and we thought maybe we saw A spire of gold - no, a trick of the eye that's all But the beast was gone and a voice was heard They've got no horns and they've got no tail They don't even know of our existence Am I wrong to believe in a city of gold That lies in the deep distance, he cried F#m7 - Bm(add C#) - F#msus4sus2 - Bm(add C#) Hello friend, welcome home