Flower

	  		Intro:  D - E - G - D       D - E - G - D 
  
 
      D                E            G                D 
1.   She dreams of the country, her eyes go far away, 
    D          E               - G              D 
    she wishes for flowers, he says,     "Perhaps in May." 
      D              E             G              D 
    The city always was gray, the reflections of his eyes, 
    D              E                    G                        D 
    and she knows he liked it that way, and that way he shall die, well. 
  
 
     D             G      - D                              G 
    She's always known,       that there was something more. 
      D                                    G 
    There's this hunger in her belly like an instinct, 
         D                       G 
     it tells her that there's something more. 
     A                                   G 
    This living shouldn't be called living, 
                       D 
    'cause it's really only half a life. 
   A                                       G 
   She's a flower that grows despite cement holes -   
    - - -   D - A - G          A        D     - A - G           
    and she will survive,          she will survive. 
  
 
      D              E              - G               D 
2.   She's a rare breed with violet eyes     and leafy limbs, 
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    in conversations she looks for cracks to dig her roots deep in. 
           D               E                 G                    D 
    And her ways come up like daisies, she pushes her head to the sun. 
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    She says "I am content here to grow, 
             G                             D 
     despite the steel frost that consumes everyone." 
  
 
+ Chorus 
  
 
        D                             E                
3.    In the end these steel cages will consume us, 
         G                               D 
    and like coffins ignorance will take us in and 
      D               E                          G                     D 
    fashion don't mean anything , 'cause fashion cannot be our friends. 
     D         E                             G                         D 
    And when all else fades away, and the city falls into its sleep, 
     D                  E                                         G 
    we'll still have flesh, blood, bones and our soul to deal with, 
                     D 
    so we should dig our roots deep. 
     
 
        D      G      - D                                G 
     Always known,   that there was something more. 
          D                                   G 
    There's this hunger in her belly like an instinct, 
         D                        G 
     it tells her that there's something more. 
          A                             G 
    This living shouldn't be called living, 
              D 
    'cause it's really only half a life. 
      A                                       G 
   She's a flower that grows despite cement holes -   
    - - - -  D - A - G          A        D - A - G           
    and we will survive,           we will survive. 
         A        D - A - G - D                    
  And we will survive,