A D How long since I got some sleepA D How long since she grew her hair to keepA D The night from getting colder forA D Dm The owl living upon her shoulder CHORUSF#m B Dm A 'Cause one way or the other she will drink my blood like wineF#m B Dm A The only question left is whether that day the horns will soundF#m B Dm A And one way or the other it will keep me dragging onD For hell knows how longVERSEA D And now the carnival band is goneA D This land reaching from the riverside where it begins to the hour where it endsDm It belongs to me or at least that's what she pretends CHORUSF#m B Dm A 'Cause one way or the other she will drink my blood like wineF#m B Dm A The only question left is whether that day the horns will soundF#m B Dm A And one way or the other it will keep me dragging onD For hell knows how long OUTROF#m D Like the oldest was sent ahead of the otherA In the middle of a small town where everybody sleeps with friend and enemyE (F) F#m one after the otherF#m D Yeah baby that's where we were born for each otherA E (F) F#mF#m D A Raise your glass to the nighttime and the waysE (F) F#m To choose a mood and have it replaced
Blood Like Wine
Balthazar
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