The Arcadian Wild - Envy green

^FEnvy green grow in ^Bbivy vines that hold me, ^FUp they go Past the ^Bbcollar bones and freckles on my nose ^FHigher higher 'til the ^Bbwords I tell myself are covered ^FEnvy Gr^Bbeen

The ^Ctrees with their branches reach ^Ffor something higher The ^Ctips of my fingers always ^Fthink there's something ^Dmbetter ^DmSomething more Something ^Fworth longing for

The ^Cstars mark the sky ^Fand separate the seasons ^CDay brings a greater light ^Fto set apart the mornings ^Dmfrom the nights Back and ^Amforth they fight

^AmOh Oh Oh ^DmCaught up in the wonder ^AmOh Of ^Gwhat they being better When my ^Amdeepest darkest blue and the ^Fgold that paints your sky col^Clide The ^Bbgarden comes to life

^FEnvy green grow in ^Bbivy vines that hold me, ^FUp they go Past the ^Bbcollar bones and freckles on my nose ^FHigher higher 'til the ^Bbwords I tell myself are covered ^FEnvy Gr^Bbeen

The ^Csecret inside of me ^FIs sick of silence ^CIt's calling from hollow for a ^Fgreater sense of ^Dmpurpose ^DmThere's more ^FMore we're intended ^Amfor

^AmOh Oh Oh ^DmCaught up in the wonder ^AmOh Of ^Gwhat they being better When my ^Amdeepest darkest blue and the ^Fgold that paints your sky col^Clide The ^Bbgarden comes to life

^FEnvy green grow in ^Bbivy vines that hold me, ^FUp they go Past the ^Bbcollar bones and freckles on my nose ^FHigher higher 'til the ^Bbwords I tell myself are covered ^FEnvy Gr^Bbeen

^FWhat if ^Amwe could ^Dmtake a ^Ctaste of ^Bbthe maybe ^FBeyond what's ^Ambeen known and been ^Dmnamed ^{Bb F}Bitter ^Asweet we're ^Dmblooming ^Cforth ^Bbfrom the envy There's ^Ffreedom in the wisdom But ^Afrom the bite Eve lost Her Eden

^AmOh Oh Oh ^DmCaught up in the wonder ^AmOh We all wear this ^Gscarlet letter ^AmIt is written in our face And the fault ^Fis when our stars col^Clide The g^Bbarden will grow wild

^FEnvy green grow in ^Bbivy vines that hold me, ^FUp they go, Past the ^Bbcollar bones and freckles on my nose ^FHigher higher 'til the ^Bbwords I tell myself are covered ^FEnvy Gr^Bbeen ^FEnvy Gr^Bbeen ^FEnvy Gr^Bbeen

The ^Ctrees with their branches reach ^Ffor something higher The ^Ctips of my fingers always ^Fthink there's something ^Ambetter ^{Dm F}