Apologia

G G

C
Lo, and lo!
         G
There aren’t queens, ho!
            C
There are streets you paint with gold
     G               C
And dreams told of pearl
            C
Stung with lanterns bright
                              G
With promise since earned by day
  C
Spurned to fright
           C
Tuned to phantoms a-flail and scorched into sky

G                        C
Forgive, forgive what’s kind
        C
Make believe, make believe
                                           G
Poppies make ‘em sleep like a witch dooms mine
      C                                 G
Make believe, make believe midnight’s chime

             G          C
‘Cause they closed the cantina
N.C.
They closed the cardinal rouge
G                  C
They drove ‘ol Angelina
N.C.
Shuttered her with dread
     C                   G
Oh, hearth, hearth of a great war
      C
Your first chance fills my hand
                G
Penultimate and vast

G G

C                        G
Say it so, there aren’t queens, lo!
         C
By what means though shall we reign
         G                C
‘Gainst pitched black and Union Jack
      C
Your gods aren’t coming back
N.C.
The owl’s in the knave
N.C.
Ghost-cinders, tinder-safe

G            C
Forgive, forgive what’s asked
        C
Make believe, make believe
                                           G
Poppies make ‘em sleep like a witch churns ash
       C
Make believe, make believe
             G
My loom and lash
        C
Make believe, make believe
             G
My loom and lash

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