Tono: E
Introducción:
Em G A Em
Beating my drum in the fading hour,
G A Em
biting my tongue, but the blood is sour,
G A Em G
pulling up most of the foxgloves
Em A Em
from the ground, ready to devour.
verse 2
Em G A Em
If I had seen any other way,
G A Em
if it had been any other day,
G A Em G
would I be rowdy and shouting
Em A Em
to be heard from the alleyway?
Em A Em
To be heard from the alleyway
A E
Too long at the head of the table,
A G
too unseen, like light in a dream,
A G
blue mind weary, but able
A Em
blue mind weary, but able
verse 3
Em G A Em
Everything splayed, getting cut out,
G A Em
just to be staged for the photograph,
G A Em G
just to be one day sung and played
Em A Em
for the length of a paragraph
Em A Em
For the length of a paragraph
A E
Too long swinging around (words?)
A G
too unseen, like light in a dream,
A G
blue mind weary, but able
A Em
blue mind weary, but able
verse 1
Em G A Em
Beating my drum in the fading hour,
G A Em
biting my tongue, but the blood is sour,
G A Em G
pulling up most of the foxgloves
Em A Em
from the ground, ready to devour
Em A E
From the ground, ready to devour.