Clover

Verse 1
N.c.
Peeled The Paint Off Of My Fingers
N.c.
Picked Up All The Patterns, Let Them Fall Away
N.c.
Used To Leave It 'Til My Skin Hurt
N.c.
But I Don't Need That Feeling Anymore

The BlDmaj7inding White Of FAreshly Mounted Linen
All The LAmaj7ove And Life That Just F#mNeeds Definition
And IDmaj7 Only Took It Where I WAanted
Never Where I NeEeded, Never Room To ChAange

Pre-Chorus
It's
Dmaj7Different NE6ow, The WF#m7ay The Colors Shine Through, But
Dmaj7Is The PC#7romise Of ToEmmorrow Ever TrulAaugy AbsoluDmaj7te?     E6​
If AI Take The Hues AndCm Combine Into SomethingBm New
Could It Reach You TE5oo?

Chorus
So TrDmaj7ace This Line Across The ScDadd9ene
And We Can Amaj7See

(How The Colors Bleed)
How It Could F#m7Be
(We Can Make BeliE6eve)
My Calloused FDmaj7ingers Pick And Place The PDadd9ieces Once BenAmaj7eath My FF#m7eet
I Count The LaDmaj7dybugs That Land Upon My CDadd9heek
So Stay With Amaj7Me

(Take A Fantasy)
My Lucky PF#m7iece

(To Reality)
And Send A SDmaj7ketch Of Fairer Fortune OuDadd9t Upon The Passing BrDmaj7eeze

Instrumental
Dmaj7 Dadd9 Amaj7 F#m7 x2

Verse 2
Dmaj7Picked A Clover From The MAeadow
Pressed It In My JoE6urnal, For A Rainy DF#m7ay     Dmaj​
I Just Want To Follow In Your FoAotsteps
But I Don't Even KE6now Yet What It's Like To SF#m7ay

"I'm MDmaj7ore Than This, I'm NAot A Perfect Person,
I Will SAmaj7ing And Dance And LoF#m7ve Without A Purpose"
But I TDmaj7ry To Get A Little ClAoser
With Every Single BruE6shstroke Running Off The PAage

Pre-Chorus
It’Dmaj7s DifferentE6 Now
The F#m7Way The Colors Shine Through, I
Dmaj7Used To LC#7inger Waiting HoEmpelessly For SomethinAaugg I Could ProDmaj7ve       E6​
But The WAonder Wasn’t SCmomething That I Could CBmhoose
And You Knew That TE5oo, Didn’t You?
Is IDmaj7t Different HE6ow
The ThF#m7ings You Left Behind You All
Dmaj7Seem To ShC#7immer In The LiEmght
From A AaugDifferent Point Of VDmaj7iew?    E6​
AIf I Falter,Cm And I Turn My Sight ABmround
Would It Sparkle TEoo?

Chorus
So TrDmaj7ace This Line Across The ScDadd9ene
And We Can Amaj7See

(How The Colors Bleed)
How It Could F#m7Be
(We Can Make BeliE6eve)
My Calloused FDmaj7ingers Pick And Place The PDadd9ieces Once BenAmaj7eath My FF#m7eet
I Count The LaDmaj7dybugs That Land Upon My CDadd9heek
So Stay With Amaj7Me

(Take A Fantasy)
My Lucky PF#m7iece

(To Reality)
And Send A SDmaj7ketch Of Fairer Fortune OuDadd9t Upon The Passing BrDmaj7eeze

Instrumental
Dmaj7 Dadd9 Amaj7 F#m7 x2

Bridge
BetweDen The Verdant Touch Of GDmreen
The Dappled Sunlight CaAmaj7sts A CrC#own On MF#m7e
And Though I TrDmaj7ip And Fall
I’ll FaDmce The All And BrAmaj7eathe It Into F#mMe
DaydreDmaj7am
I’ll Weave It In A WrDmeath
The Clouds, The Sky AndAmaj7 Every SpC#rout And SeeF#m7d
In CDmaj7olors Of Acrylic

To Mix It On My Palette
The GDmallery Of Life Yet Lived Is-

Outro
Dmaj7Left A Corner Of The CaF#m7nvas
Willfully UnfEinished, Sketches On A PAmaj7age
Dmaj7So You Can Join In CrF#m7eation
Knowing You Can EMake It If I Walk AAmaj7way
The Dmaj7Brush, The Paint, It's DmAll In Its Position
All The LC#ove And Life That JuAmaj7st Needs Definition
Will YouD Take It With You When It's DmOver?
Lucky Little ClAmaj7over