Capo IV C C C G F My love she speaks like silence, C C G F Without ideals or violence, C She doesn't have to say she's faithful, Dm F G Yet she's true, like ice, like fire. C C G F People carry roses, C C G F And make promises by the hours, C My love she laughs like the flowers, Dm G C Valentines can't buy her. C C G F In the dime stores and bus stations, C C G F People talk of situations, C Read books, repeat quotations, Dm F G Draw conclusions on the wall. C C G F Some speak of the future, C C G F My love she speaks softly, C She knows there's no success like failure Dm G C And that failure's no success at all. C C G F The cloak and dagger dangles, C C G F Madams light the candles. C In ceremonies of the horsemen, Dm F G Even the pawn must hold a grudge. C C G F Statues made of match sticks, C C G F Crumble into one another, C My love winks, she does not bother, Dm G C She knows too much to argue or to judge. C (G F) C (G F) C Dm G C C C G F The bridge at midnight trembles, C C G F The country doctor rambles, C Bankers' nieces seek perfection, Dm F G Expecting all the gifts that wise men bring. C C G F The wind howls like a hammer, C C G F The night blows cold and rainy, C My love she's like some raven Dm G C At my window with a broken wing.
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