Intro C#m F#m
C#m C#m
The lady comes to the gate
B C#m
Dressed in lavender and leather
C#m
Looking North to the sea
B
She finds the weather fine
A
She hears the steeple bells
A C#m
Ringing through the orchard all the way from town
B A
She watches seagulls fly
A
Silver on the ocean stitching through the waves
C#m
The edges of the sky
Bm D A
Many people wander up the hills from all around you
E Amaj7 E
Making up your memories and thinking they have found you
C#m G#m A E
They cover you with veils of wonder as if you were a bride
C#m G#m A E
Young men holding violets are curious to know if you have cried
A E A E A E A E
And tell you why and ask you why, either way you answer
E Amaj7 E
Lace around the collars of the blouses of the ladies
E Amaj7 E
Flowers from a Spanish friend of the family
C#m G#m Amaj7
The embroidery of your life holds you in and keeps you out
E C#m G#m
But you survive, imprisoned in your bones
Amaj7 E
Behind the isinglass windows of your eyes
G#m C#m A
And in the night, the iron wheels rolling through the rain
A C#m
Down the hills through the long grass to the sea
G#m A
And in the dark, the hard bells ringing with pain
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A C#m
Come away alone
C#m B C#m
Even now by the gate with your long hair blowing
B
And the colors of the day that lie along your arms
A B
You must barter your life to make sure you are living
A
And the crowd that has come, you give them the colors
A C#m
And the bells and the wind and the dream
E
Will there never be a prince
Amaj7 E
Who rides along the sea and the mountains?
E Amaj7 E
Scattering the sand and the foam into amethyst fountains
C#m G#m A E
Riding up the hills from the beach in the long summer grass
C#m G#m A E
Holding the sun in his hands and shattering the isinglass
Bm D A
Day and night and day again and people come and go away forever
C#m G#m A E
While the shining summer sea dances in the glass of your mirror
C#m G#m A E
While you search the waves for love and your visions for a sign
C#m G#m A E
The knot of tears around your throat is crystallizing into your design
G#m C#m A
And in the night, the iron wheels rolling through the rain
A C#m
Down the hills through the long grass to the sea
G#m A
And in the dark, the hard bells ringing with pain
A C#m
Come away alone, come away alone with me
