Intro
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My love she speaks like silence,
F# C# B
Without ideals or violence,
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She doesn't have to say she's faithful,
G#m B C#7
Yet she's true, like ice, like fire.
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People carry roses,
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Make promises by the hours,
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My love she laughs like the flowers,
B C#7 F#
Valentines can't buy her.
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In the dime stores and bus stations,
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People talk of situations,
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Read books, repeat quotations,
G#m B C#7
Draw conclusions on the wall.
F# C# B
Some speak of the future,
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My love she speaks softly,
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She knows there's no success like failure
B C#7 F#
And that failure's no success at all.
F# C# B
The cloak and dagger dangles,
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Madams light the candles.
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In ceremonies of the horsemen,
G#m B C#7
Even the pawn must hold a grudge.
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Statues made of match sticks,
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Crumble into one another,
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My love winks, she does not bother,
B C#7 F#
She knows too much to argue or to judge.
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The bridge at midnight trembles,
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The country doctor rambles,
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Bankers' nieces seek perfection,
G#m B C#7
Expecting all the gifts that wise men bring.
F# C# B
The wind howls like a hammer,
F# C# B
The night blows cold and rainy,
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My love she's like some raven
B C#7 F#
At my window with a broken wing.