Аккорды Jo Rose - Mary's Dress

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[Verse 1]
      Fm                             Ab       Fm
Well, I came here with all that was given to me.
Ab     Bbm         Eb    Db
A mind modelled on industry
       Fm                  Ab           Fm
And a soul that I’ve done everything to need.
   Ab         Bbm          Eb     Db
In attempt to reach, the tongue describes
         Db
How your shadow grows long in the desert sun
       Fm
Or the wheel against the rail.
      Eb                             Db
The city night, the whiteness of the whale.
  Db                                      Fm
I wish I could have found the guts to say what I really mean
    Eb                                   Db
My mind chewed them up like a dirty old machine.

[Verse 2]
     Fm                  Ab        Fm
Mary died Sunday, twelve o’clock noon.
Ab        Bbm         Eb    Db
The widowеd man, the hollow tomb.
     Fm             Ab           Fm
I held my breath and hеld the thought
       Fm               Ab      Fm
In that single-file procession line.
        Db
I showed my face and my respects
       Fm
I hope I didn’t fail to impress.
      Eb                             Db
The fearful child, the white baptism dress.
  Db                                      Fm
I wish I could have found the guts to say what I really mean
    Eb                                   Db
My mind chewed them up like a dirty old machine.

[Verse 3]
       Fm                     Ab        Fm
I spent hours and hours trying to find within
Ab        Bbm      Eb    Db
That suspended floral dress
     Fm          Ab           Fm
A reason to continue nonetheless.
  Db                                      Fm
I wished I could have found the guts to say what I really mean
    Eb                                   Db
My mind chewed them up like a dirty old machine.

[Outro]
Bbm                                     Fm
White-tiled kitchen, sunlight breaking through,
        Bb7               Db                          Fm
Waiting for the hands to meet so I can ditch the memory.
         Bbm                Eb7             Ab              Db
Tell me, what am I going to do ith all the things I gave to you
     Bbm     Ab       Eb    Db
And all this fucking furniture?
Но если и музыка нас оставит, что будет тогда с нашим миром? (Гоголь)
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