调：E major•
Verse 1
Yet the notes I sing
would paint the chimney black
C#m
A
C#m
B
As I drown
To taste the salt from the Adriatic
etched in red brick
and chrome black matchsticks
on marbled vinyl
finches, wood sprites
lovebirds, game cocks
B
C#m
A
E
C#m
B
Ohhh...
A
E
C#m
B
A
E
C#m
B
Ohhh...
A
F#m
A
E
I know my words
are soaked in tannins
Fermented fruit from winter plannings
As you feel the wind
as you poke my eyes out
my buttermilk mothers
Someone has to say stop
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