Wine Red Chords

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Cm                          Ab
Who shot that arrow in your throat?
               G7
Who missed the crimson apple?
Cm                   Ab              G7
It hung heavy on the tree above your head
Cm               Ab                    G7
This chaos, this calamity, this garden once was perfect
Cm                       Ab           G7
Give your immortality to me; I'll set you up against the stars


Cm
Gloria,
   Ab       G7
We lied, we can't go on
Cm                                        Ab G7
This is the time and this is the place to be alive


Cm                          Ab
Who shot that arrow in your throat?
               G7
Who missed the crimson apple?
Cm                            Ab     G7
  And there is discord in the garden tonight


Ab
  The sea is wine red
            Eb
This is the death of beauty
Bb
The doves have died
Bb
The lovers have lied


Ab/C

(the pattern is the same)


I cut the arrow from your neck
Stretched you beneath the tree
Among the roots and baby's breath
I covered us with silver leaves

Gloria,
We lied, we can't go on
This is the time and this is the place to be alive

The sea is wine red
This is the death of beauty
The doves have died
The lovers have lied

The sea is wine red
This is the death of beauty
The doves have died
The lovers have lied

The sea is wine red (Gloria, we lied)
This is the death of beauty (we lied, this is the time and place)
The doves have died (Gloria, we lied)
The lovers have lied (this is the time and place)