The Trees

INTRO - F#

F#
I took an air-rifle, shot a magpie to the ground
B                     F#
And it died without a sound
F#
Your skin so pale against the fallen autumn leaves
                          F#
And no one saw us but the trees

F#
Yeah the trees, those useless trees
            B             F#
Produce the air that I am breathing
         F#
Yeah the trees, those useless trees
           B                  F#
They never said that you were leaving

F#
I carved your name with a heart just up above
B                             F#
No swollen, distorted, unrecognisable; like our love
F#
The smell of leaf mould and the sweetness of decay
B                                 F#
Are the incense at the funeral procession here, today

F#
In the trees, those useless trees
            B             F#
Produce the air that I am breathing
         F#
Yeah the trees, those useless trees
           B                  F#
They never said that you were leaving

B
You try to shape the world to what you want the world to be
Carving your name a thousand won't bring you back to me
   F#
Oh no I might as well

I might as well just go tell it to the trees
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            F#
Oh yeah the trees, those useless trees
            B             F#
Produce the air that I am breathing
         F#
Yeah the trees, those useless trees
           B                  F#
They never said that you were leaving

F#
Go and tell it to the trees yeah
F#
Go and tell it to the trees yeah
F#
Go and tell it to the trees yeah
F#
Go and tell it to the trees yeah