Capo 2
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[C] Is it ro[Em] mantic how all [Dm] my elegies [Am] eulogize me?
[C] I'm not cut [Em] out for all these [Dm] cynical clones
These [Am] hunters with cell phones
[Em] Take me to the Lakes where all the [F] poets went to die
I don't be[Am] long and, my beloved, neither do [G] you
[Em] Those Windermere peaks look like a [F] perfect place to cry
I'm setting [Am] off, but not without my [G] muse
[C] What should be [Em] over burrowed [Dm] under my skin
In [Am] heart-stopping waves of hurt
[C] I've come too [Em] far to watch some [Dm] namedropping sleaze
Tell [Am] me what are my words worth
[Em] Take me to the Lakes where all the [F] poets went to die
I don't be[Am] long and, my beloved, neither do [G] you
[Em] Those Windermere peaks look like a [F] perfect place to cry
I'm setting [Am] off, but not without my [G] muse
[C] I want auroras and [Em] sad prose
[Dm] I want to watch wis[Am] teria grow right
[C] Over my bare feet 'Cause [Em] I haven't moved [Dm] in years
And [Am] I want you right here
[C] A red rose grew [Em] up out of [Dm] ice frozen ground
With [Am] no one around to tweet it
[C] While I bathe in [Em] cliffside pools
With my ca[Dm] lamitous love and insu[Am] rmountable grief
[Em] Take me to the Lakes where all the [F] poets went to die
I don't be[Am] long and, my beloved, neither do [G] you
[Em] Those Windermere peaks look like a [F] perfect place to cry
I'm setting [Am] off, but not without my [G] muse
No, not without [C] you
