Black Flowers chords by Kevin Morby

Intro: A

verse 1
A
Oh, no!
             F#m
There goes, there goes my head
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There goes my head
A
Throw ten on in, in the swear jar
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In the swear jar
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Outside storms cry, inside now
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Not much better, stormy weather
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I am writing a song book on a mountain

verse 2
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In the garden where we built a home
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Black flowers
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In the stories, the lies that they wrote
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Escape me
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And the winged horses that we once rode
     A
Have stopped breathing
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In the garden where we built a home
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Black flowers
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One, two, three, four

Instrumental Break
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verse 3
D                             A
In the garden where we built a home
          D                         A
And the stories, the lies that they wrote
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And the winged horses that we once rode
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Are all strung out and spun out y'know

D                          A
In the garden where built a home
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And the roads that we built all corrode
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In the garden where we built a home
D                         A
Once a river, a sea now a mote

verse 4
D                             A
And the black flowers grow all around
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And the angels who died in our sound
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Now nothing will come of this now
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For nothing can grow from the ground

Verse 5
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And no one we know now will save us
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Like no one we know would try
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Like everything once is now over
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Just as everything once has died

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In the garden where we built a home
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And all those we kept in tow
D                        A
The weeper with his tiny piano
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The willow with her singing saw
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The jeweler with her cast iron hammer
D                               A
Oh, the ivy, the crows, and the law

D                              A
In the garden where we built a home
D                      A
All's dark inside the tower
D                              A
In the garden where we built a home
D             A
Black flowers

Outro
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Black flowers
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Black flowers