Chords:Holland, 1945

C

Two, one two three four

C, G x2

C                       G
The only girl I've ever loved
C                          G
Was born with roses in her eyes
C                         G
But then they buried her alive
            D                C
One evening Nine-teen-forty-five
              D              G
With just her sister at her side
         D                 C
And only weeks before the guns
             D              G
All came and rained on everyone
            D              C
Now she's a little boy in Spain
          D                 G
Playing pianos filled with flames
         D                C
On empty rings around the sun
            D                G
All sing to say my dream has come

                C             G
But now we must pick up every piece
       C               G
Of the life we used to love
        C                 G
Just to keep ourselves at least
                D
Enough to carry on

C                          G
And now we ride the circus wheel
C                                 G
With your dark brother wrapped in white
C                       G
Says it was good to be alive
           D               C
But now he rides a comet's flame
              D           G
And won't be coming back again
                D             C
The Earth looks better from a star
              D                   G
That's right above from where you are
           D               C    
He didn't mean to make you cry
                 D                G
With sparks that ring and bullets fly
         D                 C
On empty rings around your heart
               D                 G
The world just screams and falls apart

                C             G
But now we must pick up every piece
       C               G
Of the life we used to love
        C                  G
Just to keep ourselves at least
                D
Enough to carry on!               

    G                 C      G
And here's where your mother sleeps
    G           C               G             D
And here is the room where your brothers were born
 G           C      G
In-den-tions in the sheets
            G           C               G       D
Where their bodies once moved but don't move anymore
         C         G       C      G
And it's so sad to see the world agree
            C                G                D
That they'd rather see their faces fill with flies
G            C       G          D                  G
All when I'd want to keep white roses in their eyes

C G C G etc.

Holland, 1945