<code>Edvard Munch

Intro/Between Verses: E A

E
radical colors on the eastern sky,
     A
the blinding symmetry, the little white lie,
      E
your small hand waving in the cold air,
    A
the ridges of the mountain frozen on the skyline there.

         E                  B            A
when the sun came out over norway today,
           E
i saw you going away.
           E                          B
there was nothing good in your going.
           A                          E
there was nothing good in your going.

i cut the flowers that grew near the door
and i arranged them in the center of the floor.
the room was so empty.
there were pale shadows inside.
when the sun came out over norway today,
i saw you going away.
there was nothing good in your going.
there was nothing good in your going.

~tabbed by Nick Covolo
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