The Harvest chords and lyrics - SONATA ARCTICA

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[Verse 1]
[Em]The weight of days[Am] on me
[Em][D][Em]
[Esus4][Em]
I am done.
[D][Em][Am][C]

[Verse 2]
[Em]
The corn is burning under my feet
The words like circles and
I'm [Bm]waiting for someone to catch my fall
In [G]the deepest void of all

[Verse 3]
[Em]Haven't seen you in weeks
No clouds in the sky to rain me a drop
Loving touch I need
And I am killing [Bm]time by the lake
Diving off the cliff, many times
[G]Scarring myself, colliding
On the lake bed so [Am]dry

[Verse 4]
The world's [Am]without
[G]virgin[Em]ity
And souls have [D]no [Bm]integrity
The Word of grave [A]old danger
[Am]Love,
It's all I'm after, oh
[Dm]I am don[Em]e

[Verse 5]
The ground's not [Em]shaking
under my feet
The World's not turning anymore
[Bm]Wind is a thief, lonelier than me
And it [G]does not want me in [C]here
[Em]Plant a Flower of Love,

[Verse 6]
[Em]
care for it, water it,
Lounge in the shade of the stale
[Bm]champagne
A flower so fatal, yet beautiful
[G]Showed the Bee where to fly
And then let it [Am]die

[Verse 7]
The world's [Am]without [G]virgin[Em]ity
The souls have [D]no [Bm]integrity
The Word of grave [A]old danger
Love,
It's [Am]all I'm after, oh
I [Dm]am d[Am]one

[Verse 8]
[F]Bring me to [Am]recovery
[Bm]Give [G]it to [C]me,
I'm after [Am]tran[Em] quility[Am]
I somehow lost my line of [Em]sight[Am]
Before I [Bm]cast the final [C]die
Once planted [F]plastic grapes,
The harvest of a [Em]lifetime,
Real bad [Am]wine.[F]

[Interlude 1]
[F][C][Em][Bm]
[G][F#m][A][Bm][D]
[A][Bm][D][Bm][F#m][A][Dm]
[F][Am][C][Em]
[Dm][Bb][F][C][Am][A][Dm][D]
[Dm][Gm][G][D][E][D][E]
[Em][Am][E][Em][E][Am]
[Cm]
The sum of [Bb]false

[Verse 9]
virginity
[Gm]And my lost [F]integrity
[Dm]The Word of gr[C]ave old danger
Love,
For you I'm after, oh
I [Bb]am d[Cm]one
The world [Bb]without

[Verse 10]
virginity
[Gm]A soul with [F]no integrity
[Dm]The Word of gr[C]ave old danger

[Verse 11]
Love,
[C]Bring me to recovery
[Am]Give[G] it to[Bm] me,[C]
I'm after [Em]tranquility[Am]
I [F]some[Am]how lost my line of sight
Before I [Bm]cast the final [G]die[C]
Once planted [F]plastic grapes,
The harvest of a [Em]lifetime,
Real bad [Em]wine.
The ground is [C]shaking

[Verse 12]
[Bm]under my feet[Em]
The World is turning,
And the
[Bm]Wind has a friend in Misery,
But I [G]know she [G]only loves [C]me