Intro:

G
Bm   G    A    G


Verse 1:

Bm            G
I dreamt of a Russian doll bride
    A                         G
Who spun on the points of her feet like a child
Bm            G                    D
But I had the terminal pride of an older man
Bm                 G
There’s a Passover cross on the post
        A                     G
But the angel descends in the shape of a crow
    Em         C                   D                G
And buries its beak in our unfused bones, like it’s ok



Chorus:

Em                C      D           C               Bm      Am
Like a moth goes sad and soft in the streetlights’ umbilical glow:
                      G
It was love that laid us low


Bm   G    A    G



Verse 2:

Bm              G
I worked out of town after dark
      A                  G
With apocryphal men in a cold weather mask
Bm              G                     D
I guess she did best to depart in the Dark Night of the Soul
Bm               G
By nature you’re mild and you’re meek
         A                             G
But they say that you’re judged by the company you keep
Em      C                         D                G
Merrily spitting up salt when you speak, like it’s ok


Bm   C    D    Em


Chorus:

Em     C                 D           C               Bm      Am
Like a moth goes sad and soft in the streetlight’s umbilical glow
Em     C              D           C              Bm          Am
Like a pilgrim father kneels in a land where his god doesn’t go
     Em    C                    D         C        Bm          Am         
Like every seed in the sycamore tree will turn its back on its home:
                         Bm   C
It was love that laid us low
                      G
It was love that laid us low



Outro:

Bm   Asus2    G6    Em
Bm   Asus2    G6    Em
Bm   Asus2    G6    Em
Bm   Asus2    G6    Em