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