E              C#m
I had a vision in the chapel
E                       G#m
Flame flickered on your forehead like an apple
F#                          G#m                B
When the morning came I was enthralled by your movement
C#m                 F#
But I was scared, I wrote a letter
C#m              G#m
To articulate my thoughts a little better
F#                                            B
When the time came for speaking my mind it was gone

                 E
The garden's overgrown
       B
Is the fact of the matter
                    E
And now it's just a field behind the house
          B
Where the creepers kinda swallow the light
          C#m                E
Where you wait for a talking snake
               B
For a calendar day - something you can rely on
        G#m
You can steady the scale
        B                      F#
With my heart in a pail if I'm wrong


E                          C#m
When I was young and not a cynic
E                G#m
I felt a gravity beyond the city limit 
F#                              G#m        B
In the violent heart I couldn't start to explain it
C#m               F#
But all my lovers turned to friends
C#m                        G#m
and I'm in London singing "if it be your will" again
F#                                              B
When the time came for speaking my mind it was gone


                 E
The garden's overgrown
       B
Is the fact of the matter
                    E
And now it's just a field behind the house
          B
Where the creepers kinda swallow the light
          C#m                E
Where you wait for a talking snake
               B
For a calendar day - something you can rely on
        G#m
You can steady the scale
        B                      F#
With my heart in a pail if I'm wrong



C#m                 G#m
I miss my childhood house
                      E
Where my heart slowed down
              B          G#m
I could take control of myself there
E         C#m       G#m
Since our childhood homes
     E         C#m
Are apartments though
          G#m     B         G#m                F#
I've been finding I don't feel it the same way now


                 E
The garden's overgrown
       B
Is the fact of the matter
                    E
And now it's just a field behind the house
          B
Where the creepers kinda swallow the light
          C#m                E
Where you wait for a talking snake
               B
For a calendar day - something you can rely on
        G#m
You can steady the scale
        B                      F#
With my heart in a pail if I'm wrong
        G#m
You can steady the scale
        B                      F#
With my heart in a pail if I'm wrong
G#m
Steady the scale
        B                      F#
With my heart in a pail if I'm wrong

E|--------------------------------|
This is the key the album version is in. It can be easier to transpose 5 steps down and play capo 5.
When playing it live, they play half a step higher.