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Watermelon Sugar
Sad and Haunting
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About the song
I wanted to do a collaboration between Dweebish and Lulina, so Lu and I worked this up.
Lyrics
verse 1:
G
I take your picture with me
Dm
Every place I go
C
I ask everyone I meet
G
Is this a face you know
G
everybody's story's
Dm
just like mine these days
C
With sad eyes they look down
G
and then they turn away
Chorus
Dm
Storms tossed and tore apart
G
All of our dreams and all of our plans
Dm
In a tidal wave's aftermath
G
washed out to sea like castles of sand
F
my mind drifts back,
back to the days
C
of grapes on the vine,
G
the smell of the fresh-mown hay
F
my memories fade
and time dulls the pain
C
like watermelon sugar
G
Melts in the morning rain
verse 2:
G
I remember the tanks
Dm
roll through the streets
C
The smell of blood,
G
the sound of marching feet
G
And the way you looked at me
Dm
as you slipped into the night
C
To join with the resistance,
G
Take up arms and fight
Chorus
Storms tossed and tore apart
All of our dreams and all of our plans
In a tidal wave's aftermath
washed out to sea like castles of sand
my mind drifts back,
back to the days
of grapes on the vine,
the smell of the fresh-mown hay
my memories fade
and time dulls the pain
like watermelon sugar
Melts in the morning rain
G
I take your picture with me
Dm
Every place I go
C
I ask everyone I meet
G
Is this a face you know
G
everybody's story's
Dm
just like mine these days
C
With sad eyes they look down
G
and then they turn away
Chorus
Dm
Storms tossed and tore apart
G
All of our dreams and all of our plans
Dm
In a tidal wave's aftermath
G
washed out to sea like castles of sand
F
my mind drifts back,
back to the days
C
of grapes on the vine,
G
the smell of the fresh-mown hay
F
my memories fade
and time dulls the pain
C
like watermelon sugar
G
Melts in the morning rain
verse 2:
G
I remember the tanks
Dm
roll through the streets
C
The smell of blood,
G
the sound of marching feet
G
And the way you looked at me
Dm
as you slipped into the night
C
To join with the resistance,
G
Take up arms and fight
Chorus
Storms tossed and tore apart
All of our dreams and all of our plans
In a tidal wave's aftermath
washed out to sea like castles of sand
my mind drifts back,
back to the days
of grapes on the vine,
the smell of the fresh-mown hay
my memories fade
and time dulls the pain
like watermelon sugar
Melts in the morning rain
