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Intro: A verse 1 A Oh, no! F#m There goes, there goes my head A E A There goes my head A Throw ten on in, in the swear jar A In the swear jar A F#m Outside storms cry, inside now D A Not much better, stormy weather A I am writing a song book on a mountain verse 2 E D In the garden where we built a home A Black flowers E D In the stories, the lies that they wrote A Escape me E D And the winged horses that we once rode A Have stopped breathing E D In the garden where we built a home A Black flowers A One, two, three, four Instrumental Break A E D A E D A verse 3 D A In the garden where we built a home D A And the stories, the lies that they wrote D A And the winged horses that we once rode D A Are all strung out and spun out y'know D A In the garden where built a home D A And the roads that we built all corrode D A 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 D A And the angels who died in our sound D A Now nothing will come of this now D A For nothing can grow from the ground Verse 5 D A And no one we know now will save us D A Like no one we know would try D A Like everything once is now over D A Just as everything once has died D A In the garden where we built a home D A And all those we kept in tow D A The weeper with his tiny piano D A The willow with her singing saw D A 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 D A Black flowers D A Black flowers D A Black flowers D A Black flowers D A Black flowers D A Black flowers D A Black flowers
D A In the garden where built a home D A And the roads that we built all corrode D A In the garden where we built a home D A Once a river, a sea now a mote
D A In the garden where we built a home D A And all those we kept in tow D A The weeper with his tiny piano D A The willow with her singing saw D A 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
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