*Art from LADY DJ*
so much rain here this morning...
I believe it was your tears falling to me as a reminder...
and the sound of the thunder was your discontent to
have me away...there was also a butterfly who followed
me around yesterday...it would not leave me alone
...it was so beautiful and reminded me of you.."
September 11, 1997
A WHITER SHADE OF PALE PROCUL HARUM
INTRO: D F#m Bm D G Bm Em Em7 A A7 F#m A D Em7 A A7
D F#m Bm D We skipped the light fandango G Bm Em Em7 And turned cartwheels across the floor A A7 F#m A I was feeling kind of seasick
D F#m Bm D/A But the crowd called out for more G Bm Em Em7 The room was humming harder A A7 F#m A/E As the ceiling flew away D F#m Bm D/A G When we called out for another drink, Bm Em7 A7 The waiter brought a tray
D F#m Bm D/A And so it was that later G Bm Em Em7 As the miller told his tale A A7 F#m A/E That her face at first just ghostly D G D A7 Turned a whiter shade of pale
She said "There is no reason And the truth is plain to see," But I wandered through my playing cards And would not let her be
One of sixteen vestal virgins Who were leaving for the coast And although my eyes were open They might just as well have been closed
The guitar interpretation is done by Muzik.
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