Tom: F#
INTRO - F#
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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
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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
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Go and tell it to the trees yeah
