artist : wooden wand & the omen bones band
album : horus of the horizon
website :
standard tuning
wand arise!
[ Em ] wand what are you doing with those bags under your eyes
your body wrapped in blankets and your hands doubled their size
[ A ] its not like you can ride the time that [ Em ] flies
it ain’t [ A ] life and it ain’t books that make you [ Em ] wise
its [ D ] love simply [ A ] love wand [ Em ] arise
the pictures you have painted by the moonlight in your den
all seem to bear resemblance to your dead and buried friends
it was nice to see her smile at you again
but there’s no energy or money you can spend
just love , simply love , love , love
well there are lots of toxic people pumpin poison in your mind
they’ll tell a lie on credit when the truth costs just a dime
and when you don’t have the words they don’t have the time
well that’s well enough for you my friend but i’m
in love sweet love doing fine
your crime’s not in forgettin but rememberin all wrong
you touch a million wonders then cheapin them in song
but even still you’re not without your charm
so let those blues just trickle down your arm
an spread love , love love wooden wand .
<comments/Corrections? icontrolthesun@yahoo . com
artist : wooden wand & the omen bones band
album : horus of the horizon
website :
standard tuning
wand arise!
[ Em ] wand what are you doing with those bags under your eyes
your body wrapped in blankets and your hands doubled their size
[ A ] its not like you can ride the time that [ Em ] flies
it ain’t [ A ] life and it ain’t books that make you [ Em ] wise
its [ D ] love simply [ A ] love wand [ Em ] arise
the pictures you have painted by the moonlight in your den
all seem to bear resemblance to your dead and buried friends
it was nice to see her smile at you again
but there’s no energy or money you can spend
just love , simply love , love , love
well there are lots of toxic people pumpin poison in your mind
they’ll tell a lie on credit when the truth costs just a dime
and when you don’t have the words they don’t have the time
well that’s well enough for you my friend but i’m
in love sweet love doing fine
your crime’s not in forgettin but rememberin all wrong
you touch a million wonders then cheapin them in song
but even still you’re not without your charm
so let those blues just trickle down your arm
an spread love , love love wooden wand .
<comments/Corrections? icontrolthesun@yahoo . com
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