Rapture

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    Bm*
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Verse (Bm G Bm Bm*)
Bm           G
With photographs
G             Bm
And magnetic tape
        Bm*
We capture

Pretty animals in cages
Pretty flowers in vases
Enraptured

Chorus
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                       And doesn't the tree
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         Write great poetry?
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                            Doing itself                  
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        so well

Do you blame monet? His gardens in 
giverny
He captured And lovely basho
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His plunking ponds and toads
Enraptured

The fate of kurt cobain Junk 
coursing through his veins
And young virginia woolf Death came 
and hung her coat

Love of color, sound and words Is it
 a blessing or a curse?
Enraptured

Sing me your lover's song
Gm                          Cm
Come with me we'll head up north
Cm
Where the rivers run icy and strong

Gm                          Cm
The empty theater is lying cold
Gm                     Cm
In the shadows of the past
Gm                                
A church group enters to touch the
   Cm
 molding
Cm
With a burst of song and a simple 
repast
Cm                      Gm
Guitars can't help but sing
Cm              Gm
Can't help but ring

Gm
A tiny little flute is whistling in 
the lips
        Cm            Gm
Of a stranger on the corner
Gm
A tiny little girl ties flowers to 
her wrists
             Cm                   Gm
And the bees come round to adorn her

Gm                 Cm            
All the time spent dreaming is 
    Gm
never lost
Gm                            Cm 
Dreams come back through the 
                 Gm
bells of trumpeting horns
Gm
Souls lost into the ether of death
Gm                               
Come back wise in the eyes and 
Cm           Gm
the arms of newborns
Cm                      Gm
Hearts can't help but sing
Cm              Gm
Can't help but ring