Selected Poems

	  		


F          C                                Em 
Honey bee, she say I got too much sympathy.   
                   Am       G  F 
But I can call her anytime. 
                   C                                    Em 
And if you're lost and you need a little peace from me, 
               Am          G  F 
Bring all your trouble by… 
           C                    Em 
Honey bee, how have I hurt you? 
                      Am     G  F 
C'mon tell your blues to me. 
                    C                         Em 
Maybe I should live up there in the curtains, 
                Am   G  F 
On the wings of Mer-cur-y. 

      A                         Em 
I was fortunately desperate and turbulently innocent. 
F                               C 
I was living underneath my body weight. 
             A                                 Em 
My eyes were swollen green and hazy, sick from grief and hate and envy, 
      F                     Em 
I was crawling up inside my head. 

                    C            G              Am 
And all I seemed to find is that everything has chains. 
                       F            G         Am 
And all this life just feels like a series of dreams. 
                   C        G              F 
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                 C         G                 C 
And all in all I find that nothing stays the same. 

          Am                              Em 
And I was crazy like the moon for you and head over my heels for you. 
    F                              C 
And never would I change or compro-mise. 
    Am                                 Em 
But something in my mind does things I can't contain for anything. 
F                                              Em 
Last night I don't think sleep even touched my eyes. 

                    C            G              Am 
And all I seemed to find is that everything has chains. 
                       F            G         Am 
And all this life just feels like a series of dreams. 
                   C        G              F 
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                 C         G                 C 
And all in all I find that nothing stays the same. 

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                    C            G              Am 
And all I seem to find is how everything has chains. 
                       F            G         Am 
And all my life just feels like an idiot dream. 
                   C        G              F 
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                 C         G                 C 
And all in all I find that nothing stays the same.