Augustine

[Em] [G] [C]

As th[Em]e bell tower[G] blocks the[C] summer light
[Em]All the s[G]eeds in our g[C]arden fight
To b[Em]reak [D]and b[C]lossom, all to [B]be adored
And look, your sk[C]irt is torn
And there's bl[D]ood on our sheets
As comes the[Em] long a[G]rm o[C]f the law
[Em]Fist t[G]ight, ba[C]nging on the door
And k[Em]nock[D]ing m[C]e down on its w[B]ay in  [C]      [D]

As I pass out into a dream
Of whooping cranes and wooden beams
Great white wings beating
In an attic, in a house, in the dead of night
Singing

[C]Oh,[D] my [Em]Augu[D]sti[C]ne, [Em]Aug[D]usti[C]ne
[C]Oh[D], is this f[Em]ore[D]ve[C]r, [Em]eve[D]r?[C]
[C]Oh, [D]oh
Sweet [Em]Aug[D]ust[C]ine, [Em]Aug[D]ust[C]ine
What d[C]oes this m[D]ean for us?

Does it mean that I can never change my ways?
And that's why, love, you shouldn't stay
Still you will and love me
Like a mother or a maid bringing you down, down
Down on your brazen knees
Watering the worms and the weeds
Thinking, why does love leave me so damn cold?
Now I'm getting old
And is this what it should be?
Well, is it?

Oh, my Augustine, Augustine.
Oh, is this forever, ever?
Oh, oh
Sweet Augustine, Augustine
Or [C]do we kill th[D]is one ton[G]ight?  [C]
[G]  [C]

And now come the [Em]tea[G]rs, h[C]eavy and hot
[Em]As it comes c[G]lear, this is a[C]ll we got
As I h[Em]old y[D]ou t[C]o my bed
Like a ca[B]ncer, or a c[C]urse
Now be my lo[D]ving nurse
As we fall back i[Em]nto t[D]he imp[C]ossible dr[Em]eam