Verse 1:
Baile[C/G]y’s her name and there’s a price she takes.
Blurring lines while she ruthlessly raised the stakes.

And there’s a mess that she made.
We kiss on the mouth with hearts
that were bound and [C/G]gagged.
The news was broke the witness was the Cascades. [C/G]

Chorus:
Do yo[C/G]u remember me? ‘
Cause there’s a pi[C/G]ece of my
Mind in a field of dandelions.
Do you[C/G] remember me?
’Cause there’s a[C/G] tale I tell.
It’s mad[C/G]e of rain and hell.
We will seldom speak, a[C/G]nd we will rarely tal[C/G]k.

Verse 2:
Bail[C/G]ey your secret’s known.
She weeps in the brush alone.
Loss w[C/G]ed to despair, in love

when her womb was bare.
We kiss on the mouth with hearts that were bound and gagged.
The noose was broke the witness w[C/G]as the Cascades.

Verse 3:
A kiss,[(7)] a touch, our bodies became arsonists to will and brains.
To h[Em(7)]im the cold hearted thing was she came demanding rings.

Link: Em(7) C

The day was[Em(7)] mute and hot. We will rarely talk[Em(7)].
F (Once) Am
I’m just where you left me alone by them lilacs

Outro:
We kiss on the mouth with hearts that were bound a[C/G]nd gagged.
The noose was broke the witness w[C/G]as the Cascades.

Am C/G G (Repeat till fade)

End on Am.

Chorus:
Bit by the Spring, Hurt by the thing,
Plagued by the memories that it brings.

Link: C/G F

Verse 2:
[C/G]No peace in the miles, there?s word of the coming of a child.
The bro[C/G]ke can still break, oh, what time can take,
somewhere in the rules lies the stakes.

Chorus:
Bit by the Spring, Hurt by the thing,
Plagued by the memories that it brings.

Link: Am G F Am F G

Outro:
Bride to be,
my only friend,
is leaving me,
in a Spring with no end.
Bride to be, my only friend.

not sure the name of one chord… i’ll call it C – 23242x

capo on the 1st (all chords relative)

Unruly type of sun,

willing to spare no one

From the plains up to the peaks

This heat’s stealing faith from the weak

Amidst the burning breeze

from the ground up through the trees

I hear the birds complain

about the lack of the rain

And it’s not the same life

here the morning’s like a knife

and the river’s been bone dry

where the day is not fond of light

Glory to the night
Shade has been hard to find
From the plains up to the peaks
This heat’s stealing faith from the weak

Amidst the burning breeze
From the ground up through the trees
I hear the birds complain about the lack of the rain

Em C
It’s bearing down on me

Em C
no clouds in the sky

Em C
I hear the pines crack and cry

Em C
“There’s no reason to try.”

And it’s not the same life
here the morning’s like a knife
and the river’s been bone dry
where the day is not fond of light.

It’s bearing down on me
no clouds in the sky
I hear the pines crack and cry
“There’s no reason to try.”