Peaches

	  		

Bm              A              Gmaj7 
I don't want to sing about the peaches in the Vatican 
    D 
And I don't want to hear about the bird on the hill 
    Gmaj7 
And why you want to fight when you know that I'll be gone again? 
D                           A 
I don't want to write God's name into my will 


Gmaj7 
Aren't you scared of making what'll become empty promises 
    Bm               A                Gmaj7 
And aren't you busy worrying that the rainbows might depart? 
    Bm                A                 Gmaj7 
And are you still now wishing that your eyes could see all rose again? 
     D                                 A 
Well I won't be throwing out all these memories and thoughts 


(A)    Amaj7      F#m 
Winter dreams and roses 
A       Amaj7  F#m 
Peeling tangerines 
A       Amaj7          F#m 
Live so long it's like nothing's blooming; it's all grey 
A         Amaj7  F#m 
Throw the trash away 


Bm         A                 Gmaj7 
I remember evenings when the days were busy spinning 'round 
          D 
When we'd crack mothers backs just by walking the street 
Gmaj7 
Now I'm sore and aching for the clock to fall past twelve again 
   D                          A 
In sleep I'm free from seeing who I've turned out to be 


Gmaj7 
I'm young but I can't shake this feeling all my days are dwindling 
     Bm           A           Gmaj7 
That deep beneath facades and smiles is nothing much to hold 
    Bm               A                Gmaj7 
And when we used to run my eyes would fill with all that's glittering 
    D                                A 
But deep beneath this shimmer I feel nothing may be gold 

(A)    Amaj7      F#m 
Winter dreams and roses 
A       Amaj7  F#m 
Peeling tangerines 
A       Amaj7          F#m 
Live so long it's like nothing's blooming; it's estranged 
A         Amaj7  F#m 
Throw the trash away 


(Repeat Intro Riff)