Roses by Poets Of The Fall Isn't really "wonder" but i did my best xP E|-----0-- -0--0-- ------3---2--3--2--0---| B|-----0-- -3--3-- ------3---3--3--3--3---| G|-----0--tap-2--2--tap------0---2--2---------| D|-------- ------- ----------0------------| A|-------- ------- -----------------------| E|-0------ -2----- --3--------------------| I've walked the distance, I paid my dues and I tried to have a got at What I Thought I knew was real held no appeal I've been to places, I've seen the tidings I bought a book of rules for every coin that I could steal And so I came to gaze upon the stars, when they we're yet unborn And consequently, tear at my old scars, and the mask I had outworn Em G G D (Mute) So if I'm crying alone Yeah, when I'm cold as a dying stone Em C G D (Guitar) Grow me a garden of roses Paint me the colors of the sky and rain Teach me to speak their voices Show me the way and I'll try again E|-----0-- -0--0-- ------3---2--3--2--0---| B|-----0-- -3--3-- ------3---3--3--3--3---| G|-----0--tap-2--2--tap------0---2--2---------| D|-------- ------- ----------0------------| A|-------- ------- -----------------------| E|-0------ -2----- --3--------------------| I've heard the rumors started fires, I sowed a sordid lot of plays for Keeps for what I need Behold the demons that freed I've tried my best at wearing the hard hat, but healing doesn't seem to happen when you hide away the seed And so I came across the medicine man, and he showed me what i'd forlorn For if I'm stayed it happends by my own hand, and my own voice full of scorn Em G G D (Mute) So if I'm crying alone Yeah, when I'm cold as a dying stone Em C G D (Guitar) Grow me a garden of roses Paint me the colors of the sky and rain Teach me to speak their voices Show me the way and I'll try again E|-----0------0--------3------3----| B|-----0------3--------3------3----| G|-----0------2--------0------2----| D|-------------------------0-------| A|---------------------------------| E|-0-------2-------3---------------| Repeat D twice in end. Without you I am nothing at all And life has face of a morbid game With you nothing is impossible It all seems to fit the frame Em G G D (Mute) So if I'm crying alone Yeah, when I'm cold as a dying stone Em C G D (Guitar) Grow me a garden of roses Paint me the colors of the sky and rain Teach me to speak their voices Show me the way and I'll try again Vinícius Alves (Dedicated to Ana_Malkav) www.TAB6.com