C#m A
Love there are flowers hanging in the vine
G# C#m
So high you cannot see
C#m F#m G# C#m
Now my mind must go on holiday, torn from it's hook, a broken valentine
C#m A G# C#m
I see the smoke from a revolver, will I get hit, I hardly care
C#m F#m
When I'm bombed I stretch like bubblegum
G# C#m
And look too long straight at the morning sun
C#m A G# C#m
Love there are flowers along the avenue, all things perfectly in place
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C#m
I build a shrine
F#m
I set a monument
G#
Because you're fire
C#m
Because you're a fire escape
