Capo: 1st fret
[Intro]
D A D
[Verse 1]
D
Sleep: the time's not yet
A
Early birds soon crowing
D
Wake when dawn declares
A D A
Woman risen from childish airs
[Verse 2]
D
I watch, across the room
A
Dancing shadow, torch outside
D
Lights path down cobbled lane
A D A
Which I have walked, will walk again
[Chorus]
D
Sweet field lily, sweet Shoshana
D
Names to conjure fragrant danger
D
Fingers tremble, trace the line
D A D A
From nape to sacrum down the spine
[Verse 3]
D
Poisoned prize a trophy
D
Freely taken, hardly won
D
A minute, holds back hours
D
Bud emboldened, forest flowers
D
Moist under my hand
A
She sleeps; breath comes quickly
D
A sigh parts silky lips
A
Soft-swell breasts, proud golden tips
[Flute Solo]
A C Eb A C Eb D
A C Eb D A C Eb A N.C.
[Chorus]
D
Sweet field lily, sweet Shoshana
D
Names to conjure fragrant danger
D
My fingers tremble, trace the line
D A D A
From nape to sacrum down the spine
[Verse 4]
D
Sweet sadness fills my heart
A
Offered chances best not taken
D
Unsullied, no vain glory:
A
Chapter, verse, another story
D
Brushed eyelids gently closed
A
Beauty framed in dawn-light
D
Savoured moment blessed
A D A D
A kiss, farewell, and leave to rest
[Chorus]
D C D C
Sweet field lily, sweet Shoshana
D C D C
Names to conjure fragrant danger
D C D C
Fingers tremble, trace the line
D C D
From nape to sacrum down the spine
[Outro]
A C Eb G A C Eb Gb A
Sleep: the time's not yet
Early birds soon crowing
Wake when dawn declares
Woman risen from childish airs
I watch, across the room
Dancing shadow, torch outside
Lights path down cobbled lane
Which I have walked, will walk again
Sweet field lily, sweet Shoshana
Names to conjure fragrant danger
Fingers tremble, trace the line
From nape to sacrum down the spine
Poisoned prize a trophy
Freely taken, hardly won
A minute, holds back hours
Bud emboldened, forest flowers
Moist under my hand
She sleeps; breath comes quickly
A sigh parts silky lips
Soft-swell breasts, proud golden tips
Sweet field lily, sweet Shoshana
Names to conjure fragrant danger
My fingers tremble, trace the line
From nape to sacrum down the spine
Sweet sadness fills my heart
Offered chances best not taken
Unsullied, no vain glory:
Chapter, verse, another story
Brushed eyelids gently closed
Beauty framed in dawn-light
Savoured moment blessed
A kiss, farewell, and leave to rest
Sweet field lily, sweet Shoshana
Names to conjure fragrant danger
My fingers tremble, trace the line
From nape to sacrum down the spine
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