INTRO : A5  A5 
 
( A5  A5 ) 
Solitude stands by the window 

She turns her head as I walk in the room 

I can see by her eyes she's been waiting 

Standing in the slant of the late afternoon 

And she turns to me with her hand extended 
 
 
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Her palm is split with a flower with a flame 
B5  C5  D5  A5  A5 
 
( A5  A5 ) 
Solitude stands in the doorway 

And I'm struck once again by her black silhouette 

By her long cool stare and her silence 

I suddenly remember each time we've met 

And she turns to me with her hand extended 
 

  F#5                                  A5  C5  B5  C5 D5                                      
Her palm is split with a flower with a flame 
 

( A5  A5 )                         G5              F5 
And she says ";I've come to set a twisted thing straight"; 
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And she says ";I've come to lighten this dark heart"; 
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And she takes my wrist, I feel her imprint of fear 
C#5                                 B5            A5 
And I say ";I've never thought of finding you here"; 
 
 
( A5 ) 
I turn to the crowd as they're watching    

They're sitting all together in the dark in the warm 

I wanted to be in there among them 

I see how their eyes are gathered into one 

And then she turns to me with her hand extended 
 

F#5                                    A5  C5  B5  C5  D5 
Her palm is split with a flower with a flame 
 

 ( A5  A5 )                        G5              F5 
And she says ";I've come to set a twisted thing straight"; 
A5                                  G5       F5 
And she says";l've come to lighten this dark heart"; 
C#5                                  B5         A5 
And she takes my wrist, I feel her imprint of fear 
C#5                               B5           A5 
And I say ";I've never thought of finding you here"; 
 

A5 
Solitude stands in the doorway 

And I'm struck once again by her black silhouette 

By her long cool stare and her silence 

I suddenly remember each time we've met 

And she turns to me with her hand extended 
 

F#5                                    A5 
Her palm is split with a flower with a flame
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