Clangour and Flutes Sin Fang
Eat the young, t[Am]aste the blood, they don't know a thing about us[C]
[Am]Shake their bones, throw them out, we make something new out of th[C]ings lost
[G]I will be the lumberjack and you will be the t[Am]ree
[Am]And if you go chasing rabbits then you know you've gone t[C]oo far
[Am]The lines in your hands are the map to show you where y[C]ou are
[G]I will be the boat and you will be the [Am]sea
[C]Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-bo, bo-ah-oh-ah
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-bo, bo-ah-oh-ah
[G] [Am] [C]
[Am]And if you would find feelings where there should be n[C]one
[Am]Bury them deep before you do something that can't be [C]undone
[G]I will be the fire and you will be the h[Am]ouse
[C] [Am] [C] [Am] [G] [Am] [C]
[Am]And if you just lay down, I'll fill up those eyes w[C]ith sea
[Am]A cold wind's blowing, the cold wind that came wi[C]th me
[G]I will be the forest and you will be the d[Am]ead tree
[C]Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-bo, bo-ah-oh-ah
[C]Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-bo, bo-ah-oh-ah
[G](f[Am]lut[C]e sounds)
[Am]Eat the young, taste the blood, stab the night with wa[C]ter knives
[Am]Shake their bones let them know that there are mountains in th[C]eir eyes
[G]I will be the lumberjack and you will be the t[Am]ree
[C] [Am] [C] [Am] [G] [Am] [C]
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