Misc Musicals – Bad Queers The Musical - Bright Blue Flowers (Guitar)

Bb
Well, that’s a wrap.

F
God, what a whirlwind.

Gm                      Eb
My baby bird’s left the nest.

Bb                 F
My little sapling, out in the world.

Gm                       Eb
I distantly wish him the best.

Bb                   F
He is a picture that hasn’t been painted yet.

Gm                  Eb
Still, I can see it somehow.

Bb                        F
I’ve never kissed someone quite so untainted.

Gm                   Eb
What do I make of it now?

Bb                     F
I’m the ice queen, the advice queen.

    Gm                 Eb
Mr. Nice Queen is long gone.

           Bb
There’s no dining and dancing,

   F
or prancing in the park,

     Gm
when head is a handshake

    Eb                    Cm
and men only dance in the dark.

    Bb                F
But Ezekiel brings me bright blue flowers,

    Gm              Eb
and I’m a shrinking violet.

  Bb             F
A moment usually lasts an hour

   Gm                Eb
in my world, if it’s silent.

  Bb               F
I think of all the time I waste,

   Gm                Eb      F
so desperate just to fill up space.

    Bb           F
But all my words evaporate

       Gm               Eb     Bb     F
in the stillness of our sacred place.

Gm Eb
Ooh

Bb                  F   Gm    Eb
la-di-da, la-di-da, laaaaa…

           Cm
And you’re running home like the wind.

F                          Gm
Darling, do you think it’s over for you?

            Bb
‘Cause it’s not.

Cm
Maybe you’re wondering

   F
if I’m all there is for you.

Gm                      Bb
I swear to god that I’m not.

Cm                      F
I’d never steal all the freedom you’ll feel

             Gm                         Eb     Cm
while you’re young and the iron’s still hot.

   Eb             F                         Bb
So live, darling, live and get all that you want.

           Bb             F
But you’ve given me these bright blue flowers,

    Gm              Eb
and darling, when I met you,

  Bb                  F
I knew I’d haunt your dying hour,

     Gm          Eb
but, surely, I’d forget you.

    Bb                   F
I’d be your first; you’d dip your toe.

    Gm                 Eb      Cm
I’d have my fun, then, let you go.

    Bb        F
But how can I forget your face,

        Gm               Eb     Bb      F
and the stillness of our sacred place?

Gm    Eb
Ooh...