Robyn Hitchcock - Opiatrescence

^EmIn the valley of ^Bmdarkness Where ^Amoonlight glows be^Chind the ^Dfalling ^Emleaves In the wastes of nov^Bmember Where each ^Aman sees what ^Conly ^Dhe be^Elieves

^EI would show you what you ^Gar-^Fre In a por^Ctrait where you ^Dwrith in living ^Eoils Yes i'd show you what you ^Gar -^Fre A re^Cflection in a ^Dlake before it ^Emboils

^EmIn the harbour of aut^Bmumn Where the s^Aummer ships are wa^Cter l^Dogged and ^Emcold Does it hurt you to rem^Bmember How they ^Acame and went be^Cfore the ^Dyear got ^Eold

^EThe distraction of the ^Gra-^Fin after twi^Clight never stops till wi^Dnter's midnight br^Eeath Shall i show it you ag^Ga-^Fin How ^Cprecisely shall my ^Dangels fly to comfort you with ^Emdeath

^EmIf you fell in to the wat^Bmer It would ^Afreeze you long be^Cfore you ^Dreach the l^Emand And at four tomorrow mo^Bmrning There would ^Abe no dawn, no ^Cfootprints ^Din the s^Eand

^EI would take you as you ^Gar-^Fre every mor^Cning, now you ^Dreach me with your eyes as red as ^Esun Yes i'd take you as you ^Gar-^Fre from your bi^Crthday till the ^Dend of you, the end of everyo^Emne.