Am
Poses, poses
Am
That's all you are to me
Am F
Roses, roses
C G F
That's all you're offering me
F
And now I wish to God that
C G
The earth would turn cold
F Am
And my heart would forget it's made of glass
F C G
And all the pretty tulips would disappear
F Am
And never disturb me again
F Eb Bb
You gave me my very first gun
F Eb Bb
I'll go out and hunt the hidden dome
Dm F G Dm F G
With white foxes, with white foxes
Am
Freeze
Hunger, hunger is the purest sin
It is empty church in a crowded bin
I've wept and I've stumbled
I fought and I craved
For the gravy of your soul
But all I want to do now is walk along
Down barren trees in fields of snow
F Eb Bb
You gave me my very first gun
F Eb Bb
I'll go out and hunt the hidden dome
Dm F G Dm F G
With white foxes, with white foxes
Am
Freeze
My eye is my sanctuary
