White Foxes

	  		
Am 
Poses, poses 
Am 
That's all you are to me 
Am - F 
Roses, roses 
C                  G        F 
That's all you're offering me 
F 
And now I wish to God that 
     C               G 
The earth would turn cold 
        F                               Am 
And my heart would forget it's made of glass 
     F                           C - G 
And all the pretty tulips would disappear 
     F                Am 
And never disturb me again 

     F          Eb        Bb 
You gave me my very first gun 
     F          Eb               Bb 
I'll go out and hunt the hidden dome 
      Dm - F - G Dm - F - G 
With white foxes, with white foxes 
Am 
Freeze 

Hunger, hunger is the purest sin 
It is empty church in a crowded bin 
I've wept and I've stumbled 
I fought and I craved 
For the gravy of your soul 
But all I want to do now is walk along 
Down barren trees in fields of snow 

     F          Eb        Bb 
You gave me my very first gun 
     F          Eb               Bb 
I'll go out and hunt the hidden dome 
      Dm - F - G Dm - F - G 
With white foxes, with white foxes 
Am 
Freeze 

Outro (x4) 
My eye is my sanctuary 
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