It Was Love That Laid Us Low

G Bm G A G Bm G I dreamt of a Russian doll bride A G Who spun on the points of her feet like a child Bm G D But I had the terminal pride of an older man Bm G There’s a Passover cross on the post A G But the angel descends in the shape of a crow Em C D G And buries its beak in our unfused bones, like it’s ok Em C D C Bm Am Like a moth goes sad and soft in the streetlights’ umbilical glow: G It was love that laid us low Bm G A G Bm G I worked out of town after dark A G With apocryphal men in a cold weather mask Bm G D I guess she did best to depart in the Dark Night of the Soul Bm G By nature you’re mild and you’re meek A G But they say that you’re judged by the company you keep Em C D G Merrily spitting up salt when you speak, like it’s ok Bm C D Em Em C D C Bm Am Like a moth goes sad and soft in the streetlight’s umbilical glow Em C D C Bm Am Like a pilgrim father kneels in a land where his god doesn’t go Em C D C Bm Am Like every seed in the sycamore tree will turn its back on its home: Bm C It was love that laid us low G It was love that laid us low Bm Asus2 G6 Em Bm Asus2 G6 Em Bm Asus2 G6 Em Bm Asus2 G6 Em