She Came And She Touched Me
Townes Van ZandtVersion1
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She came and she touched me with hands made of heaven
Reflections sent spinnin' through a face laced in mist.
Now I stand where she left me buried deep 'neath her shadow
And mirror pleads sadly has it all come to this?
And I wonder, will she call my name?
Where the wind careens madly through wide windows paneless
Fragrances mingle in a room full of shade
The peons pick partners and waltz 'cross the ceiling
But the violins whisper, "have I been betrayed?"
Tryin' not to look ashamed.
Where the drunkards drink deeply from cups full of nothin'
It's ghost-lover's laugh at the games that they play
While the moments do summersaults into eternity
Cling to their coat-tails and beg them to stay
Sayin', " I got nothin' to hide".
Where illusions projected on walls made of tiffany
Mad minuets to a sad satin song
The harlequin mandolins harmonize helplessly
Hoping that endlessly won't last for long
Prayin' that their god ain't died.
Then I turn and I see her in a dress made of moonlight
Teardrops like diamonds slide slow down her face
And her arms they surround me like chains made of velvet
And the demons fall faithfully into their place
And the rivers run with jewels.
Now the morning lies open, the night went quite quickly
Memory harmlessly fractures and fades
All the poets do push-ups on carpets of rubber foam
Loudly they laugh at some joke that's been made
And the wise men speak like fools.
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Readable chord sheet for She Came And She Touched Me by Townes Van Zandt
She c[C]ame and she [F]touched [C]me w[G]ith [C]hands made of [F]hea[C]ven[G] Refl[Em]ections sent sp[F]innin' through a face laced in m[C]ist. Now I stand where she [F]left [C]me bu[G]ried [C]deep 'neath her [F]sh[C]ad[G]ow And m[Em]irror pleads s[F]adly has it all come to t[C]his? And I [G]wonder, will she [F]call my n[G]ame? [G7] Where the w[C]ind careens [F]mad[C]ly t[G]hrough [C]wide windows [F]panel[C]ess[G] [Em]Fragrances m[F]ingle in a room full of [C]shade The peons pick [F]partn[C]ers [G]and w[C]altz 'cross the [F]cei[C]ling[G] But the v[Em]iolins w[F]hisper, "have I been betr[C]ayed?" [G]Tryin' not to l[F]ook as[G]hamed. [G7] Where the d[C]runkards drink [F]dee[C]ply [G]from [C]cups full of no[F]th[C]in'[G] It's [Em]ghost-lover's l[F]augh at the games that they [C]play While the moments do [F]summ[C]ers[G]aults [C]into et[F]er[C]ni[G]ty [Em]Cling to their c[F]oat-tails and beg them to s[C]tay [G]Sayin', " I got n[F]othin' to h[G]ide". [G7] Where i[C]llusions proj[F]ect[C]ed [G]on w[C]alls made of t[F]if[C]fa[G]ny [Em]Mad minu[F]ets to a sad satin s[C]ong The harlequin m[F]and[C]ol[G]ins [C]harmonize h[F]elple[C]ssly[G] [Em]Hoping that e[F]ndlessly won't last for [C]long [G]Prayin' that their g[F]od ain't d[G]ied. [G7] Then I t[C]urn and I s[F]ee [C]her [G]in a dr[C]ess made of [F]moonl[C]ight[G] [Em]Teardrops like d[F]iamonds slide slow down her f[C]ace And her arms they surr[F]ound [C]me l[G]ike c[C]hains made of [F]vel[C]vet[G] And the [Em]demons fall f[F]aithfully into their p[C]lace And the r[G]ivers [F]run with j[G]ewels. [G7] Now the m[C]orning lies [F]ope[C]n, t[G]he n[C]ight went quite [F]quick[C]ly [G] [Em]Memory ha[F]rmlessly fractures and f[C]ades All the poets do p[F]ush-[C]ups [G]on c[C]arpets of [F]rubb[C]er f[G]oam [Em]Loudly they l[F]augh at some joke that's been m[C]ade And the w[G]ise men s[F]peak like [G]fools. [G7]