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G G Em D
Turning and turning in the widening spiral

The falcon cannot hear the falconer

Things fall apart; the center cannot hold;

The anarchy is sent upon the world

The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere

The ceremony of innocence is drowned

The best lack all conviction, while the worst

Are full of passionate intensity.

G G Em D
Things fall apart yes things fall apart.

G G Em C
Surely some revelation is at hand

The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out

When a vast image out of the spirits of the world

Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert

The body of a lion body and the head of a man,

A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,

Are moving its slow thighs, while all about it

Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.

G G Em D
Things fall apart yes things fall apart.

G G Em D
The darkness drops again; but now I know

Those two thousand years of stony sleep

Were vexed by nightmare in a rocking cradle,

And what beast, its hour comes at last

And slides towards Bethlehem?