Holland 1945 - Neutral Milk Hotel

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[Intro]


       Two, on

e, two, three,

 four
     (muted strumming -----|)

      


[Verse]

             
The only girl 

           
I've ever love

d
             
Was born with 

             
roses in her e

yes
             
But then they 

            
buried her ali

ve
             
One evening Ni

              
ne-teen-forty-

 
five
              
With just her 

             
sister at her 

 
side
             
And only weeks

             
 before the gu

ns
             
All came and r

              
ained on every


one
             
Now she's a li

             
ttle boy in Sp

ain
             
Playing pianos

              
 filled with f


lames
             
On empty rings

            
 around the su

n
             
All sing to sa

             
y my dream has

  
 come

 
[Chorus]

              
But now we mus

             
t pick up ever

  
y piece
             
Of this life w

          
e used to love
             
Just to keep o

            
urselves at le

ast
              
Enough to carr

  
y on!


[Verse]

             
And now we rid

             
e the circus w

heel
             
With your dark

              
 brother wrapp

      
ed in white
             
Says it was go

          
od to be alive
             
But now he rid

             
es a comet's f

lame
              
And won't be c

           
oming back aga

in
              
The Earth look

             
s better from 

  
a star
              
That's right a

             
bove from wher

      
e you are
             
He didn't mean

             
 to make you c

    
ry
              
With sparks th

             
at ring and bu

      
llets fly
             
On empty rings

             
 around your h

eart
              
The world just

             
 screams and f

     
alls apart


[Chorus]

              
But now we mus

             
t pick up ever

  
y piece
             
Of the life we

         
 used to love
             
Just to keep o

             
urselves at le

ast
              
Enough to carr

  
y on!         

       


[Verse]

           
And here's whe

           
re your mother

  
 sleeps
         
And here is th

             
e room where y

             
our brothers w

    
ere born
        
In-den-tions i

       
n the sheets
             
Where their bo

         
dies once move

             
d but don't mo

      
ve anymore
             
And it's so sa

            
d to see the w

      
orld agree
             
That they'd ra

              
ther see their

             
 faces fill wi

    
th flies
         
All when I'd w

            
ant to keep wh

             
ite roses in t

     
heir eyes