C
Dear charming kite
G C
Do lightly bite
G
The foggy fields, the lowing lanes
The rickety roads and the kneeling plains
C
Oh lazy light
G C
With massive might
G
You down my dream of snowy cloth
Felt snapping white as albatross
C G F Am
Is bitten by the wind and rocks
C G F Am
Is hushed into the clary moss
C G F Am
Is ushered here to count his loss
G F C
My kite, pale cotton, willow cross
C Em
Take my tattered fist
Am
It's like a catalyst
C G
It's like a roiling, rising wall of 'Has it come to this?'
C G
If this is medicine, whoa-oh
Am
It tastes like medicine
C G
Just help me get it in
[Chorus]
C
Flying a kite, flying a kite, flying a
Em
kite, flying a kite
Flying a kite, flying a
Am
Kite, flying a kite
Flying, flying a
C G
Kite, oh whoa-oh
Cmaj7
Flying a kite, flying
A kite, flying a
Em7
Kite, flying a kite
Flying a kite, flying a
Am7
Kite, flying a kite
Flying, flying a
C G
Kite, oh whoa-oh
[Verse]
C
Oh gnarly night
Em
It's like a dogfight
Am
C G
It's like a cat fight
C
And if I could just hold you close to me, whoa-oh
Em
I guess I'd hold you close to me
Am
C G
It's like a bull fight
Cmaj7 Em7
And I say I'd give you a piece of my mind
Am7
But I'm giving you a piece of my mind
C G
You blush-ing boy, how could you be so blind?
[Chorus]
C
Flying a kite, flying a kite, flying a
Em
kite, flying a kite
Flying a kite, flying a
Am
Kite, flying a kite
Flying, flying a
C G
Kite, oh whoa-oh
Cmaj7
Flying a kite, flying
A kite, flying a
Em7
Kite, flying a kite
Flying a kite, flying a
Am7
Kite, flying a kite
Flying, flying a
C G
Kite, oh whoa-oh
[Verse]
C
La da da, dee di
G C
Look at my kite fly
G
Over foggy fields, the pungent pines
The verdant vales, and the vapid vines
C G F Am
And the thousand purple cups of wine
C G F Am
The tearing teeth and the four full tines
C G F Am
The crumpling feast and the dawdling dine
G
And you do
C
Pick me off the floor
Em
Stand there staring for a minute
Am
Like you never saw a girl before
C G
There is the door
Cmaj7 Em7
At night the streets are like an open mouth
Am7
I head south
And you stand fair and square, and I stand there
C G
Until the fall blots me out
C Em
There is no more
Am
The cat and mouse to block the door
C G
There is no more
