Envy Green Chords by The Arcadian Wild

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_ [Bb] _ _ [C] _ [A] _ [F] _ _
And be green, [Bbm] growing ivy [E] vines that hold [F] me.
Up they go, past [Bb] the collard [E] bones and freckles [F] on my nose.
Higher, higher, till the [Bb] words I tell [E] myself [F] are covered.
And be green.
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[C] The trees with their branches [F] reach for [Dm] something higher.
_ [C] The tips of my fingers [F] always think there's [Dm] something better, something more. _
_ _ _ [C] _ Something [G] worth longing [C] for.
The stars mark the [F] sky and separate [Dm] the seasons.
[C] Day brings a greater [F] light to set [Dm] apart the mornings from the nights. _
_ _ _ [C] Back and forth they [Am] fight.
Oh, oh, oh.
_ [Dm] Caught up in the wonder.
[Am] _ Oh, oh. _ _
[G] Of one day being better when [Am] my deepest darkest blue [F] and the golden winter sky [C] _
collide.
_ _ [Bb] The garden comes to _ life.
[Em] _ _
[F] _ And be green, [Bb] growing ivy [G] vines that hold [F] me.
Up they go, [Bb] past the collard [E] bones and freckles on [F] my nose.
Higher, higher, [Bb] till the words I tell [G] myself [F] are covered.
And be _ [Bb] green. _ _
[Dbm] _ _ [C] The secret inside of me [F] is [Dm] sick of silence.
[C] It's calling from the hollow [F] for a greater [Dm] sense of purpose.
There is more, _ _ _ [C] more we're intended [Am] for.
Oh, oh, oh. _
[Dm] Caught up in the wonder.
[Am] Oh, oh.
_ _ [G] Of one day being better [C] when [Am] my deepest darkest blue [F] and the golden winter sky [C] collide. _ _ _
[Bb] The garden comes to _ _ life.
[F] _ And be green, [Bb] growing ivy [G] vines that hold [F] me.
Up they go, [Bb] past the collard [G] bones and freckles [F] on my nose.
Higher, higher, [Bb] till the words I tell [G] myself [F] are covered.
And be green.
[Bb] _ _ _ [Db] _ _ [F] What [A] if we [Dm] could take [C] a taste [Bb] of the maybe?
[F] _ Beyond what's [A] been known [Dm] and [C] denied.
[Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ _ [A] Bittersweet, [Dm] we're [C] blooming forth from [Bb] the [F] envy.
There's freedom in the wisdom, [A] but from the bite, evil has turned Eden. _ _ _
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[Am] Oh, oh, _ [Dm] oh.
Caught up in the [F] wonder.
[Am] Oh, oh.
We [G] all wear this scarlet letter.
[Am] It is written in our fate.
[F] And the fault is when our [C] stars collide.
_ _ _ [Bb] The garden will grow wide.
_ _ [Dm] _
[F] _ And be green, [Bb] growing ivy vines that hold [F] me.
Up they go, [Bb] past the collard bones [A] and freckles [F] on my nose.
Higher, higher, till [Bb] the words I [A] tell myself are [F] covered.
And be _ _ [Bb] green. _
[E] _ _ [F] _ _ And be _ _
[Bb] green.
_ [A] _ _ [F] And be green.
[Bb] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] The trees with their branches [F] reach for [Dm] something higher.
[C] The tips of my [F] fingers always think there's something _ better.
[Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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