Her

[Intro ]
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G 
She does not have those stars 
C 
In her eyes 
G 
Which create poets out of 
E 
A dabbler 
G 
The fair twinkle of dreams 
C 
Floating about 
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In the abyss tons 
E 
As they speak 

Pre Chorus 

Em 
The mere look of 
D 
Who makes them gloat with bliss 
Em 
No, she is 
D 
Different, eloquent, yes 



C 
Her 
Em 
Aha, there she goes 
C 
Her 
E 
On no, here I go 



G 
With that melancholy charm 
C 
Smoothly creeps 
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In their veins annexing 
Em 
Their awareness 
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Her bizarre appeals when it speaks 
C 
They're beguiled 
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Rivetting even their bones 
Em 
To herself 

 

Em 
The mere look of 
D 
Who makes them gloat with bliss 
Em 
No, she is 
D 
Different, eloquent, yes 



C 
Her 
Em 
Aha, there she goes 
C 
Her 
E 
On no, here I go