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Nearly Beloved by The Wallflowers words and music by Jakob Dylan G D Em C D Em
GLast night I drDeamt one thousand lEmives I could see the daCwn through a diffDerent set of Emeyes GThere in my sluDmber passing tEmime Long live the wCorld resDting on its siEmde
I walked the orCchard with yGou Your haDnd in my Emmine CIn the evergreGens drinking B7wine I saw the sEmnow fall in bDlack and white from the aCuburn sGky Last niB7ght I lived more than one thousand lEmives Not onDe of them surGvived
Up through the earth and dawn I came I crossed the kingdom through venom pouring rain In the vacuum of my own brigade Resurrected to make you mine again Orpheus looked back once, she sailed the underworld No second chances will be earned I have returned as a phantom now to walk the bow and stern
Last niB7ght I lived more than one thousand lEmives Not onDe of them surCvived
EmIf we could do better I kBmnow that we would CMaybe admit it now, we're nGot that goDod EmWe keep the needle between zBmero and one CYou play your fiddle, baby, IG'll play duDmb C
Into the pastures of our minds Goes my nearly beloved and I Blazing two parallel white lines Through this broken heart spilled open wide Time might be on my side But it's mostly far behind I was the apple of your eye Now I'm the boy spinning on a wheel there stuck with knives Last night I lived more than one thousand lives Not one of them survived