Prologue chords by Heirloom

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Intro:
G  D  A  G

Verse 1:
Bm                           G
These are the fruits I'm all over
D                            A
Theirs are the leaves that I steep
Bm                            G
These are the grapes that are ripe and
D                       A
Theirs is the vintage I keep

Verse 2:
G

Beyond in a field God fallowed
D                      A
Stand black birds in a row
G
They've eaten the seeds I can't swallow
     D                            A
I've planted the seeds they can't sow

Verse 3:
Bm                              G
I've sipped the wine that would poison
D                                    A
They've pecked the stones that would choke
Bm                        G
I've built a scarecrow of straw and
D                           A
They cock their heads at my joke

Verse 4:
    G
And I cock my head as I watch them
D                             A
They cawed and chirped on the ground
  G
I whispered my life in the quiet
D                     A
They flew away at the sound

Verse 5:
             Bm                 G
That was the summer that's over
D                       A
This is the fall that's begun
             B                    G
Stand on the spot where I started
      D                  A
Those birds fly into the sun

Bridge:
               G
And that's the light that's gone out
           G
That's the sun that has set
       D                     A
I will watch the horizon all evening
                 G
I'll watch until I forget

Interlude:
G  D  A
G  D  A

Verse 6:
Bm                      G
This is the harvest I'm left with
D                           A
Bare vines aligned in their rows
Bm                       G
No grapes or birds for a season
  D                A
A season buried in snow

Verse 7:
       G
Now if grapes are rather like language
D                     A
I sip the wine of the fruit
   G
My words are all one of vintage
   D                     A
My words are a fruitless pursuit