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Nearly Beloved by The Wallflowers words and music by Jakob Dylan F G Am F G Am
FLast night I drGeamt one thousand lAmives I could see the daFwn through a diffGerent set of Ameyes FThere in my sluGmber passing tAmime Long live the wForld resGting on its siAmde
I walked the orFchard with yFou Your haGnd in my Ammine FIn the evergreFens drinking E7wine I saw the sAmnow fall in bGlack and white from the aFuburn sFky Last niE7ght I lived more than one thousand lAmives Not onGe of them surFvived
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 niE7ght I lived more than one thousand lAmives Not onGe of them surFvived
AmIf we could do better I kEmnow that we would FMaybe admit it now, we're nFot that goGod AmWe keep the needle between zEmero and one FYou play your fiddle, baby, IF'll play duGmb F
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