The lakes
C - Em - Dm - Am (2x)
C
Em Dm Am
1. Isn’t it romantic how all my
elegies eulogize me ?
C Em Dm
I'm not cut out for all these cynical clones,
Am
these
hunters with cell phones.
Em F
Take me to the lakes, where all the poets
went to die,
Am G
I don't belong and, my beloved, neither do you.
Em F
Those Windermere peaks look like a perfect
place to cry,
G
I'm setting off, but not without my muse.
C Em Dm
2. What should be over,
burrowed under my skin,
Am
in
heart-stopping waves of hurt ?
C Em Dm
I've come too far to watch some name dropping
sleaze,
Am
tell me, what are
my words worth ?
+ CHORUS
C Em
+ I want auroras and
sad prose,
Dm Am C
I want to watch wisteria grow
right over my bare feet,
Em Dm Am
because
I haven't moved in years, and I want you right here.
C
Em Dm
3. A red rose grew up out of ice
frozen ground
Am
with
no one around to tweet it.
C Em
While I bathe in cliffside
pools
Dm Am
with
my calamitous love and insurmountable grief.
Em
F
Take me to the lakes, where
all the poets went to die,
Am
G
I don't belong and, my beloved, neither do you.
Em
F
Those Windermere peaks look
like a perfect place to cry,
G
I'm setting off, but not without my muse.
+ repeat CHORUS
C
+ No, not without you.
+ C - Em - Dm - Am (2x) ….
(orig.
= capo 2nd) (Taylor Swift)