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From: y0000524@ws.rz.tu-bs.de (Berno Hunsche)


    NO PAIN - NMA
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  A
    Across the town
           C
    On the other hill
  Bb
    Your lights glow
           F
    From a different world

        A
    You always found
      C
    A place to hide
  Bb                   F
    Nails and cross to lay beside
  C              G           A          A#/A    A         [A#/A]?
    With all the ghosts that we denied                 |0|0|3|3|3|0|

           A
    Now in rippled arcs
     C
    Across the sky
  Bb                     F
    Great white birds of winter fly
             A
    When the wheel turns
    C
    People change
  Bb                       F
    Scattered ashes to the wind
  d           G            E
    Scattered ashes to the wind

               A
    There's no pain

    There's no pain
               e
    There's no pain
  G                     C
    Drying river in the blazing sun

     [repeat]
               D
    There's no pain, there's no pain
               A     A#/A   A
    There's no pain

         A
    Your parched face
         C
    Your calloused hands
  Bb                  F
    Behind us lie the arrid lands
       A
    To say too much
           C
    It was not our way
  Bb                            F
    And in the end there wasn't much to say
  d               G             E
    The scars are healed now anyway

     [Chorus]
               D                                 e
    There's no pain, there's no pain, there's no pain
  D             e      Bm
    No pain, no pain

     [Instrumental part]: (I'm not sure about the rhythm in here. Just try it)
    Cmaj7  A7  e  Bm  C  A7
    G  A  B  C  D  B

  e                      Bm
    And Abraham rose and took his only son
  Cmaj7                     A
    Knife and tinder in his hand and set out
                          e
    Across the desert and up into the scrubland hills.
  Bm
    He bound the boy Isaac to the stone
               Cmaj7                    A
    Raised the blade and waited for the miracle

            G                            A
    But the wind blows silent across the hills
    B                  C        D     B
    Silent, across the dead and empty hills
    e                             F/A
    Dead, like the god that never came
              F#/A                  G/A      G#/A
    Like your face, the day that you turned away.

     [Chorus]
               D                                 e
    There's no pain, there's no pain, there's no pain
  D             e
    No pain, no pain
  D             e
    No pain, no pain


Somehow the original isn't in A-major but who cares?
So, enjoy it.

Berno Hunsche
B.Hunsche@tu-bs.de