Bluebells

F           Am
   Lucy, remember
F                     Am
   The smell of that fall
F                 Am
   The fires of fungus
           G
And the rotting leaves
F                  Am
   I fell off the wagon
F             Am
   Into your arms
F             Am              G
   Into this long month of sundays

Verse2:

F                     Am
    And you were my husband
F                Am
    My wife, my heroin
F                     Am      G
    Now this is our final December
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F                      Am
    Now I'm deep in a forest
F                           Am
    Losing all thought of spring
F                    Am        G
    And nothing can help me remember

Chorus:
                 F     Am
And I'm going nowhere fast
            F              Am
A darker day has holed at last
            F              Am     
Deep in a dream I set the calmness
      G
 to spinning
                    F       Am
And your love has come too late
             F        Am
Away from the garden gate
        F           Am            
Wake me up when the blue bells are
  G
 ringing

Verse3:
F                 Am       F    
   Now that it's over after all 
        Am
that we had
F                     Am         
   It comes, A river runs through
       G
 the rafters down, down, down
F                  Am      
   Does it leave me sleeping? 
          F        Am
Dreaming only of spring
F                  Am     
   The phone rings out and I 
      G
remember

Chorus:
               F       Am
But I'm going nowhere fast
            F              Am
A darker day has holed at last
             F              
Deep in this dream I set the 
 Am            G
calmness to spinning
                  F        Am
And your love has come too late
               F        Am
Now wave to the garden gate
        F           Am            
Wake me up when the blue bells are
   G
 ringing
F    Am   F  Am    F  Am
Ringing, ringing, ringing ...