Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
[Verse 1]
Gm
Look at all the many colors, so exquisitely embroidered,
F
delicately and precisely sewn into a line
Gm
organized in harmony, relationships so intricate
F
how’d I ever come across a tapestry so fine?
Gm Eb
but what is this?
F Gm Eb
you’re burning holes in my stitching
F Gm Eb
the colours bleeding into one big mess
D F Eb D
did you guess, I’d let this fabric fra-ay?
[Chorus 1]
Eb F D
I’m meddling with murderers who still deserve to pay for their insanity, and though I’m
Eb F D
one of them, I’m rarest of my kind, for many fell but only I arose. It's
Eb F D
been so long, since I’ve seen the sun, who’s to say if the colours have faded?
Eb F D
Locked away so long, now jaded, left only to decay
[Hook]
Eb F D
I’m Mary. I feel like Mary in this dress. I’m Mary.
[Verse 2]
Gm
And virgin journeys lie before us, patient and inscrutable
F
There’s clouds of visions, crowds of villains, mulling in withdrawal
Gm
And who would make the sacrifice, who but I is suitable?
F
who but the sharp dressed woman with a dull chainsaw?
Gm Eb F
I mean no insult, but I’m fed
Gm Eb F
up. It’s my fault, gave you the go ahead
Gm Eb D
I’ve lost my way, my hopeful days
F Eb D
are just as dead as I am
[Chorus 2]
Eb F
And failure on my part to intercede has now ironically
D
or cosmically, like poetry, come in between our destiny
Eb F
and us but now there’s nothing left and nobody to meddle with
D
to try and make it better, it’s unsettling, to mother nothing
Eb F
Mightn’t I have seen this coming on the horizon?
D
storms of green and orange, this world of monsters taking form
Eb F
but no, it is my fate to simply fade away like wind
D
like someone else that I could name that shouldn’t have been born
[Outro]
Eb F
Of Mary. I feel like Mary in this dress.
D Gm
I’m Mary and I’ve nothing to confess
Eb F
but hear me, cause no-one else is left
D
I’m Mary…
Gm Eb Gm Eb
I’m Mary
Gm Eb Gm Eb
I’m Mary
Gm Eb Gm Eb
Gm
Look at all the many colors, so exquisitely embroidered,
F
delicately and precisely sewn into a line
Gm
organized in harmony, relationships so intricate
F
how’d I ever come across a tapestry so fine?
Gm Eb
but what is this?
F Gm Eb
you’re burning holes in my stitching
F Gm Eb
the colours bleeding into one big mess
D F Eb D
did you guess, I’d let this fabric fra-ay?
[Chorus 1]
Eb F D
I’m meddling with murderers who still deserve to pay for their insanity, and though I’m
Eb F D
one of them, I’m rarest of my kind, for many fell but only I arose. It's
Eb F D
been so long, since I’ve seen the sun, who’s to say if the colours have faded?
Eb F D
Locked away so long, now jaded, left only to decay
[Hook]
Eb F D
I’m Mary. I feel like Mary in this dress. I’m Mary.
[Verse 2]
Gm
And virgin journeys lie before us, patient and inscrutable
F
There’s clouds of visions, crowds of villains, mulling in withdrawal
Gm
And who would make the sacrifice, who but I is suitable?
F
who but the sharp dressed woman with a dull chainsaw?
Gm Eb F
I mean no insult, but I’m fed
Gm Eb F
up. It’s my fault, gave you the go ahead
Gm Eb D
I’ve lost my way, my hopeful days
F Eb D
are just as dead as I am
[Chorus 2]
Eb F
And failure on my part to intercede has now ironically
D
or cosmically, like poetry, come in between our destiny
Eb F
and us but now there’s nothing left and nobody to meddle with
D
to try and make it better, it’s unsettling, to mother nothing
Eb F
Mightn’t I have seen this coming on the horizon?
D
storms of green and orange, this world of monsters taking form
Eb F
but no, it is my fate to simply fade away like wind
D
like someone else that I could name that shouldn’t have been born
[Outro]
Eb F
Of Mary. I feel like Mary in this dress.
D Gm
I’m Mary and I’ve nothing to confess
Eb F
but hear me, cause no-one else is left
D
I’m Mary…
Gm Eb Gm Eb
I’m Mary
Gm Eb Gm Eb
I’m Mary
Gm Eb Gm Eb
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