Paper Forest (In the Afterglow of Rapture) Emmy the Great
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[Em]You're not unlucky, you're j[C]ust not very smart
T[G]hese things will never leave you - they're as [D]close as you can get
T[Em]o a blueprint for the fut[C]ure - but you can call it [G]fate.[D]
It's like these [Em]days I have to write down almost e[C]very thought I've held,
So s[G]cared I am becoming of for[D]getting how it felt,
And[Em] these fears they will unravel me [C]one day,
But still I am af[G]raid.[D]
[Em]But I'm blesse[C]d -
Just to [G]be, more or l[D]ess -
[Em]Standing in the afterglow of r[C]apture with the words the rapture l[G]eft[D]
[Em]Oh blessed[C] -
Just to [G]be, more or l[D]ess -
[Em]Standing in the afterglow of r[C]apture with the words the rapture le[G]ft.[D]
Now you're [Em]blessed amongst all women,
Now a [C]man who's very good,
He t[G]ells you how you feel until your l[D]ife is understood,
And he [Em]leads you through it arm in arm as t[C]hough
There was a map to guide the [G]way.[D]
Now you wr[Em]ite because you love him, now you w[C]rite because he's kind,
You wr[G]ite so much, you look up and you w[D]rote yourself behind,
And you're [Em]standing in a labyrinth of [C]paper and the map has been e[G]rased.[D]
But you'r[Em]e blessed[C] -
Just to [G]be, more or l[D]ess -
S[Em]tanding in the afterglow of ra[C]pture with the words the rapture l[G]eft.[D]
Are you[Em] blessed[C]?
Just to [G]be, more or le[D]ss?
Now you're[Em] standing in the afterglow of r[C]apture, but there is no rapture l[G]eft.[D]
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Oh c[Em]ome, and we will celebrate the t[C]hings that make us real,
The th[G]ings that break us open, and the [D]things that make us feel
Like these [Em]accidental meetings up and pa[C]rtings of the way
Are not so much our c[G]hoice but in the blood of how we're [D]made,
It's like the [Em]way I have to write down almost e[C]verything I see,
So that the r[G]ecord does obscure the thing the r[D]ecord used to be,
And I [Em]know I'm not unlucky,
I was [C]just born this w[G]ay.[D]
But I'm [Em]ble[C]ss[G]ed[D].
Now a p[Em]aper forest grows up in the su[C]permarket aisles,
The b[G]aby born with teeth looks at its [D]mother and it smiles,
And we al[Em]l fall down
Like wind blows throug[C]h the paper forest[G].[D]
And a [Em]paper forest grows up in the [C]supermarket aisles,
The b[G]aby born with teeth looks at its [D]mother and smiles,
And we al[Em]l fall down
As wind blows through[C] the paper forest.[G] [D]
And a p[Em]aper forest grows up in the s[C]upermarket aisle
Alar[G]m clock fingers turn they're counting s[D]econds like they're miles
And you say[Em], "wake up now, 'cause I can see[C] no paper forest.[G]
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