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I Cused to see the future and now I see nothin'
They Ccut out my eyes and sent me home packin'
FTo pace around the kitchen for Fmscraps of inspiration
CCryin' like Cassandra, I
GUsed to tell the future, but they cut out my tongue
And Fleft me doin' laundry to Fmthinkin' what I've done
It wasn't C Dm Amme
It Gwas the Fsong
I used to C5move into the future, bring it all back
Let it C5bleed through my fingers, a treasure in my hands
Now I C5creep out when there's no one about
'Cause they put C5crosses on the doors to try and keep me out
With Cmgardеns of the A#grove
And I run in the middlе of the F/Aroad G#(Ooh)
G7Well, can you see Cmme?
I cannot see D#you
Everything I G#thought I knew has fallen out of view
In this D#blindness I'm G7condemned to
Well, can you hear Cmme?
I cannot hear D#you
Every song I G#thought I knew, I've been deafened to
And there's D#no one left to G7sing Cmto
All the Cmgods have been domesticated
And CmHeaven is now overrated
And the Cmchurches, they all closed their doors
Well, you can Cmtake your complaints straight to the Lord
I try to still look where they Cmwander on the work
As the roses A#bloom
And the riot plants, they're F/Aplainly in G#view
G7Well, can you see Cmme?
I cannot see D#you
Everything I G#thought I knew has fallen out of view
In this D#blindness I'm G7condemned to
Well, can you hear Cmme?
I cannot hear D#you
Every song I G#thought I knew, I've been deafened to
And there's D#no one left to G7sing to
CmOoh
A#Ooh
F/AOoh, G# G7oh
CmOoh, ooh, ooh (Take me back)
A#Ooh, ooh, ooh (Oh, the drunken gods oversweeten)
F/AOoh, ooh, ooh G#(I must be their favourite daughter)
G7Well, can you see Cmme?
I cannot see D#you
Everything I G#thought I knew has fallen out of view
And if I run Cmfast enough
Could I D#break apart
As empires G#tumble and cathedrals flatten in my D# G7heart?
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