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+ (F4)- (F2)Bm
The walls are talking
D
and the only person
A
who can hear me
Bm
is nearly gone.
D
I stand by your bedside,
A
on the edge of words
G
That I can't say,
Bm
for the fear that I might fall.
Bm
Maybe I'm afraid that
D
the pictures that I paint,
A
Won't capture
Bm
the beauty of you.
D
And the last thing that you hear
A
is the silence in your ears,
G
As I sink beneath the weight
Bm
of it all.
Em
I could call you my lover,
A
call you a beast,
D C
Call you the island,
G
where faith doesn't reach.
Em
Call you a lion,
A
call you a man,
D C G
You're the line that ties me to things.
Bm
I don't understand.
Bm
Your smile as you wither,
D
is as pretty as the picture,
A
You wouldn't sell
Bm
to the lady next door.
D
You tell me music and art,
A
it doesn't have a price, it's for the heart,
G
I should give it away,
Bm
Use it for the freedom of us all.
Em
I could call you my lover,
A
call you a beast,
D C
Call you the island,
G
where faith doesn't reach.
Em
Call you a lion,
A
call you a man,
D C G
You're the line that ties me to things.
Bm
I don't understand.
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