F   Bb   Dm   C   F 
 
F                 C                        F 
There's a silence growing before the comin' storm 
          C                               F 
We're all around us alive or tattered and torn 
                                   Bb 
Stripped of spirit and stripped of pride 
       Dm      C              F 
Led to believe in the golden light 
         C                      F 
A broken home is like a smokin' gun 
                 C                    F 
When the battles over the unfortunate ones 
                              Bb 
Pick up the pieces with no guarantees 
          Dm       C          F 
That they won't be love's refugees 
                Bb                      F 
Blame it on the father, blame it on the mother 
                C                   F         
They just don't know how to talk to each other 
F                                Bb 
Like a river rollin' to the open sea 
             F        C            Dm  Bb 
Will all the children ever come to believe 
            F       C          F 
Or are the children love's refugees 
 
 
SOLO 
 
 
               C                      F 
On the ship of fools there's a golden ring 
                   C                         F 
In the land of the blind the one-eyed man is king 
                     Bb 
Like Jezebel and old Ahab 
             Dm   C            F 
The more you want the less you have 
                Bb                      F 
Blame it on the father, blame it on the mother 
                C                        F 
They just don't know how to talk to each other 
                                 Bb 
Like a river rollin' to the open sea 
             F        C            Dm  Bb 
Will all the children ever come to believe 
           F        C        F  
Or are the children love's refugees 
F                                Bb 
Like a river rollin' to the open sea 
             F        C           Dm  Bb 
Will all the children ever be set free 
           F        C         F 
Or are the children love's refugees