[Intro]
C Dm F C
C Dm G C
[Strophe]
C                                Dm 
I couldn't utter my love when it counted 
                           F              C 
Ah, but I'm singing like a bird, 'bout it now 
                                          Dm 
And I couldn't whisper when you needed it shouted 
                           F              C 
Ah, but I'm singing like a bird, 'bout it now
[Refrain]
Am          G 
Words hung above 
    C           F 
But never would form 
Am                G     C              Am 
Like a cry at the final breath that is drawn 
Am          G          C   Fmaj7 
Remember me love, when I'm reborn 
Am                    G                   C 
As the shrike to your sharp and glorious thorn
[Instrumentale]
Dm Am G C
[Strophe]
C                                Dm 
Had no idea on what ground I was founded 
                        F              C 
All of that goodness is going with you now 
C                                Dm 
Then when I met you my virtues uncounted 
                      F              C 
All of my goodness is going with you now
[Refrain]
Am       G       C              F 
Dragging along, follow in your form 
Am            G            C            Am 
Hung like the pelt of some prey you had worn 
Am          G          C     Fmaj7 
Remember me love, when I'm reborn 
       Am             G                  C 
As the shrike to your sharp and glorious thorn
[Instrumentale]
C Dm F C
C Dm G C
[Strophe]
  C                                Dm 
I fled to the city with so much discounted 
                          F           C 
Ah, but I'm flying like a bird to you now 
C                                     Dm 
Back to the hedgerows where bodies are mounted 
                          F           C 
Ah, but I'm flying like a bird to you now
[Refrain]
      Am              G 
I was housed by your warmth 
C    F 
Thus transformed 
        Am           G          C         Am 
By your grounded and giving and darkening scorn 
Am          G          C     Fmaj7 
Remember me love, when I'm reborn 
       Am             G                  C 
As the shrike to your sharp and glorious thorn