Smashed Birds - Ver 2

F Am Dm C Vese 1 F Am Dm C I walk the road when I realize my death F Am Dm C The road that knows about my pity, little past F Am G I grab one note and put it in my pocket Dm C With your birds F Am Dm C I walked the road until I came close to your house F Am G Your house was floating on my water F Am G I asked one tree one tree to take me in Dm C To your house C F And there I took all of your birds G C And I smashed them in my pocket, oh C A7 And then I tore the pages off and Dm F Am Dm C I made myself a beautiful dress F Am Dm C In your basement was a letter to myself F Am Dm C You wrote it when we were married F Am G I took this note and put it in my mouth Dm C With your words C F And there I took all your words G C And I ate them by the fire, oh C A7 And then I got the feathers off and Dm F Am Dm C I made myself a beautiful dress F Am Dm C I spoke your words out in your garden where F Am Dm C I built my new house near your flowers, trees, and bees F Am Dm G I told our trees and bees to fly away Dm C With your words and your birds C F And there I took all your words Dm G C And I ate them by the fire, oh F Am Dm G C And me and your smashed birds, we danced the whole night to the moon F Am Dm G C And in the morning I climbed your tree and flew away