Written by Tim Bricheno/Andy Cousin/Julianne Regan
E
Dress me in scarlet
A
Ribbons and bows so everyone knows I'm hiding a face
1
That hadn't the grace to go free
E
Dress me in shadows
A
Sad April skies have opened my eyes to the lie that I live
E
And given the river away
B A E
I'll change these clothes if I want to, and I do
G C A E
I think that I've found out what no-one's about to tell me
G C A B Am
I think that I've found out I don't wear scarlet well
E
Waiting before me
A
Poets and painters may say, "When will you stumble our way
E
Kick off your red shoes and fly now"
B A E
I'll die for their words if I want to, and I do
G C A E
I think that I've found out what no-one's about to tell me
G C A B Am B Am B Am B Am
I think that I've found out I don't wear scarlet well
E
Always before me
A
Poets and sages may say, "We've been lamenting your fall
E
And carving it all into stone here
B A E
And skimming them into the river, just for you"
G C A E
I think that I've found out what no-one's about to tell me
G C A E
I think that I've found out the place where angels fell from
G C A B Am B Am B Am B Am B Am B Am B
I think that I've found out I don't wear scarlet well
Measure 1:
e-|-------------------------------------------|
B-|-------0---------0---------0---------------|
G-|---------1---------1---------1-------------|
D-|-----2---------2---------2---------0-----0-|
A-|---2---------2---------2---------0-----0---|
E-|-0---------0---------0---------3-----2-----|
Full
key step up
Half
key step up
Half
key step down
Full
key step down
