Honey Combed Tweedy
I can feel the mystery[G]
But I can't [Bm]play it
Grey as the children are [C/G]grey
My thoughts are grim, p[D7]olluted as I am
[Em]Walking out one [A]summer noon[C/G]
So s[G]oon How will the[Bm] weather bring
Sing like the children have [C/G]sung
High as the stars are[D7] hung
I v[Em]anish befo[A]re I [C/G]go
I have [G]written with a r[Bm]ope
Wrapped around my [C/G]throat
Loomed like an island [D7]Dope hooked and cycloned
[Em]Honey-combed my h[A]eart in love[C/G]
And from [G]above
Every [Bm]cemetery
Against the [C/G]bloom
Rattle the pigs, v[D7]isit the silence
[Em]Waking up an open [A]wound[C/G]
Interlude
G Bm C/G D7 Em A C/G x 2
I can [G]feel the mystery
But I can't [Bm]play it
Grey as the children are [C/G]grey
My thoughts are grim, p[D7]olluted as I am
[Em]Walking out one [A]summer noon[C/G]
End on G
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