C F C F
C
I could look in your face
F
For a thousand years
C
It's like a civil war
F
Of pain and of cheer
C
But if you was a horse
F
I could help you with your chains
C
I could ride you through the fields
F
By your fiery mane
C F
May your shade be sweet
C
And float upon the lakes
G/B
Where the sun will be
F
Made of honey
C
I grab diamonds, write you a poem
F
'Cause no one here can save you
C
She's returning to the Earth
F
But one day she'll be silver
C
Stars are dying in my chest
F
Till I see you again
C
She was born with the wings of a hawk
F
Where she combs her hair with blood
C F
May your shade be sweet
C
And float upon the lakes
G/B
Where the sun will be
F
Made of honey
C F C F C F C F
C F
May your shade be sweet
C
And float upon the lakes
G/B
Where the sun will be
F
Made of honey
C F
May your shade be sweet
C F
May your shade be sweet
C F
And float upon the lakes...
C F C
May your shade be sweet
