Love In the Time of Ecstacy
Withered HandVersion1
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Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
For the first time in my life
There's a warm, warm rain
Upon the hotel balcony
Where we looked out upon
a darkening sea and the
light And the light upon the mediterranean
Burned like candles in the memory
Of all the things that we mislaid on the way here
Why did Nirvana ever bother to play here?
Hey there, I don't want to stay here
I decree there is a higher plane
Some place of little consequence
That I might see your face again
before the living and the dead
Are reunited
And this town,
this town is killing me now
I can't believe I waited so long
From the shopping trolleys on the riverbed
To the sound of the bass binss booming
Can I see your face in this acid light
Of another suburban evening
As I roll my eyes up to these dirty skies
Till I count the days till I am leavin
I decree there is a higher plane
Some place of little consequence
That I might see your face again
before the living and the dead
Are reunited
What is love?
What is love in the time of ecstasy
And bare-knuckle fighting?
Lord, won't you deliver me from the wave machine
And the transparent bikini
Like isn't there some skeleton on me
I should find that I might vanquish thee,
Wont you listen to me, your unfaithful servant
of filthy, fucking language
I decree there is a higher plane
Some place of little consequence
That I might see your face again
before the living and the dead
Are reunited
What is love
What is love in the time of ecstasy
And bareknuckle fighting
Don't tell me that he died for that
Councillor forgive me for I
Knew not what I vandalised
Don't tell me that he died for that
Take me down to the Paradise club
Where the girls are drunk and oversized
DOn't tell me that he died for that
There's a crack in the handle of a coronation cup
That I once brought back
I decree there is a higher plane
Some place of little consequence
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Readable chord sheet for Love In the Time of Ecstacy by Withered Hand
[D]For the fir[G]st time in my li[G/C]fe There's a warm, warm ra[D]in Upon the [G]hotel balcony Where we [G/C]looked out upon a darkening sea and the [D]light And the l[G]ight upon the m[G/C]editerranean [G/C]Burned like candles in the memory Of a[D]ll the thi[G]ngs that we mislaid on the [G/C]way here [D]Why did N[G]irvana ever bother to pl[G/C]ay here? [G/C]Hey there, I don't want to stay here [G]I decree th[D]ere is a higher plane [D]Some place of l[G/C]ittle consequenc[G]e [G]That I mig[D]ht see your face again [D]before the li[G/C]ving and the dea[G]d Are [G/C]reun[D]ite[G]d And this town, this town is killing me now I can't believe I waited so long From the shopping trolleys on the riverbed To the sound of the bass binss booming Can I see your face in this acid light Of another suburban evening As I roll my eyes up to these dirty skies Till I count the days till I am leavin I decree there is a higher plane Some place of little consequence That I might see your face again before the living and the dead Are reunited What is love? What is love in the time of ecstasy And bare-knuckle fighting? Lord, won't you deliver me from the wave machine And the transparent bikini Like isn't there some skeleton on me I should find that I might vanquish thee, Wont you listen to me, your unfaithful servant of filthy, fucking language I decree there is a higher plane Some place of little consequence That I might see your face again before the living and the dead Are reunited What is love What is love in the time of ecstasy And bareknuckle fighting Don't tell me that he died for that Councillor forgive me for I Knew not what I vandalised Don't tell me that he died for that Take me down to the Paradise club Where the girls are drunk and oversized DOn't tell me that he died for that There's a crack in the handle of a coronation cup That I once brought back I decree there is a higher plane Some place of little consequence