Biography:
Lost in the Trees is an experimental indie-pop band comprised of Ari Picker on guitars and keyboards, Mark Daumen on bass and tuba, Emma Nadeau on piano, and Joah Tunnell on guitar. Their most recent album, Past Life (2014), is considerably stripped down from the orchestral approach of its predecessors, All Alone In An Empty House, and A Church That Fits Our Needs.
Lost In The Trees was known, until recently, as a folk orchestra from Chapel Hill, NC, led by composer and songwriter Ari Picker.
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Great song by Lost In The Trees!
Have fun with it and you’ll get into the groove of the song
(Sorry about the wierd Chord name placement. When I clicked submit, it shifted most of
my spacing. If you listen to the song, you'll beast it figure it out)
*Capo on the 1st fret*
Intro - G
G
I missed you for so long
My garden's overgrown
I paced holes in the floor
D
I drink ocean water
G
Kept to my attic room
G
G
While you sung your song
With a heart that would glow
And you've learned your lesson
C
Are you coming home?
G D
Are you coming home?
G
And I’ve waited for you
G
G
High above the garden
Heaven’s angels descend
Upon your bed
D
They will hold your sweet head
G
Let you sleep like the dead
And with a sharp knife
They will give you their heart
And with needles and thread
C
You can plant them deep in your chest
G D
Outcome butterflies and a bird's nest
G
Em
If i screamed at you
D
And you shook your fists at god
C
Oh such a sorrow soul
G
Who cowered and cried
Em
I have a whole room
D
Where your paintings hang
C
I have a whole heart
G
Where you can plant your garden
D
It would grow, oh
G
G
And we will find a church
That fits both of our needs
And we'll forgive ourselves
D
And forgive our enemies
G
Dump them into the sea
G
G
And I’ll believe if you say
Someone’s hurt your children
So sail them away
C
To the most safe and loving arms
D G
There they will grow old
G
And all my hair will fall out
And your mind will follow
I’ll take you to see
D
All this endless beauty
G
That’s collected for you and me
G
Em
And i promise
D
I’ll grow old and die
C
And i promise
G
I’ll give you all my life
Em
I have a whole room
D
Where your paintings hang
C
I have a whole heart
G
Where you can plant your garden
D
It would grow, oh
G
Have fun with it and you’ll get into the groove of the song
(Sorry about the wierd Chord name placement. When I clicked submit, it shifted most of
my spacing. If you listen to the song, you'll beast it figure it out)
*Capo on the 1st fret*
Intro - G
G
I missed you for so long
My garden's overgrown
I paced holes in the floor
D
I drink ocean water
G
Kept to my attic room
G
G
While you sung your song
With a heart that would glow
And you've learned your lesson
C
Are you coming home?
G D
Are you coming home?
G
And I’ve waited for you
G
G
High above the garden
Heaven’s angels descend
Upon your bed
D
They will hold your sweet head
G
Let you sleep like the dead
And with a sharp knife
They will give you their heart
And with needles and thread
C
You can plant them deep in your chest
G D
Outcome butterflies and a bird's nest
G
Em
If i screamed at you
D
And you shook your fists at god
C
Oh such a sorrow soul
G
Who cowered and cried
Em
I have a whole room
D
Where your paintings hang
C
I have a whole heart
G
Where you can plant your garden
D
It would grow, oh
G
G
And we will find a church
That fits both of our needs
And we'll forgive ourselves
D
And forgive our enemies
G
Dump them into the sea
G
G
And I’ll believe if you say
Someone’s hurt your children
So sail them away
C
To the most safe and loving arms
D G
There they will grow old
G
And all my hair will fall out
And your mind will follow
I’ll take you to see
D
All this endless beauty
G
That’s collected for you and me
G
Em
And i promise
D
I’ll grow old and die
C
And i promise
G
I’ll give you all my life
Em
I have a whole room
D
Where your paintings hang
C
I have a whole heart
G
Where you can plant your garden
D
It would grow, oh
G
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