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tabs:emerging_jd [2009/04/10 14:15] ieetsababies augmented chord based off of JD's written copy of the chords. |
tabs:emerging_jd [2021/08/24 21:42] |
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- | emerging | ||
- | --mike woj | ||
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- | A | ||
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- | A D | ||
- | I am hungry, but I'm not cold. | ||
- | D F#m | ||
- | I'm starving, but the suit keeps me warm. | ||
- | A E7 | ||
- | and the light hits me full in the face | ||
- | F#m D | ||
- | as I assume my new and dreadful form. | ||
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- | A | ||
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- | A D | ||
- | kick an incubator open | ||
- | D F#m | ||
- | and like a flower in bloom | ||
- | A | ||
- | sustenance, blessed sustenance | ||
- | Bm D | ||
- | oozing from the tomb | ||
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- | D A | ||
- | I know that sleeping bodies hide sweet things inside. | ||
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- | A | ||
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- | and in the ever present light | ||
- | and in my ever growing needs | ||
- | if a man should crest the ridge, | ||
- | he's going to have to watch me feed. | ||
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- | but no one's ever gonna come | ||
- | and nobody' | ||
- | I will sail home again concealed among the upright walking men | ||
- | to know that sleeping bodies hide sweet things inside. | ||
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