Intro:
A / Dsus2 / A / Dsus2 / A / Dsus2 / A / Dsus2

Verse 1:
A                 Dsus2
Couldn’t keep the flowers alive
A           Dsus2
So I had no choice but to find
A                 Dsus2
Beauty in their demise
            A                     Dsus2
Cracking off leaves after they’d dried
A                 Dsus2
Couldn’t keep the flowers alive
A                    Dsus2
And well, you know how hard I tried
A                   Dsus2
To laugh at absurdity
           A                Dsus2       Gbm
And death is the most absurd thing, well

Pre-chorus:
              A
With melancholy
                   Abm
And a little grief
              G
We might find peace

Chorus:
A                     Dbm
Nothing is rose colored in the fall and
D                  Dm
It has become my new favorite season
A                        Dbm
‘Cuz we don’t have to hide
D                Dm
Between pretty lies
A               Dbm           D                Dm
Nothing is rose, nothing is rose colored in the fall
      A              Dbm
It’s time to make a call
        D            Dm
In this October windfall

Verse 2:
A
Wearing black on a daily basis
A
Mourning becomes homeostasis
      A                 Dsus2
If we focus on what we lost
        A                 Dsus2
Every second looks like a cost
A            Dsus2
So go dig up your brightest sweater
A                Dsus2
Laugh loudly and dress for the weather
        A                  Dsus2
Just because the summer is done
         A                      Dsus2
Doesn’t mean we can’t embrace the sun
                 Gbm
For what it’s done

Pre-chorus:
              A
With melancholy
                   Abm
And a little grief
              G
We might find peace

Chorus:
A                     Dbm
Nothing is rose colored in the fall and
D                  Dm
It has become my new favorite season
A                        Dbm
‘Cuz we don’t have to hide
D                Dm
Between pretty lies
A               Dbm           D                Dm
Nothing is rose, nothing is rose colored in the fall
      A              Dbm
It’s time to make a call
        D            Dm
In this October windfall

Bridge:
Gbm      A
To have loved and lost
Gbm     A    Bm
How lucky for us
           A     Gbm     E
It’s been cried a million times, still
Gbm      A
How lucky for us

Chorus:
A                     Dbm
Nothing is rose colored in the fall and
(I am lucky)
D                  Dm
It has become my new favorite season
(To have lost you)
A                        Dbm
‘Cuz we don’t have to hide
(I am lucky)
D                Dm
Between pretty lies
(I am lucky, I am)
A               Dbm           D                Dm
Nothing is rose, nothing is rose colored in the fall
(I am lucky to have loved you)
      A              Dbm
It’s time to make a call
(I am lucky)
        D            Dm
In this October windfall
(I am lucky, I am)

Outro:
A              Dbm
People become the pictures we keep
(I am lucky)
   D            Dm
We only recall that which we can still see
(I am lucky to have lost)
A             Dbm
In our periphery
(you, I am lucky)
        D               Dm
Neither fiction nor actuality
(I am lucky, I am)
(nc)
Always stuck somewhere just in between
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