Messes of Men mewithoutYou
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"I do not exist..."
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"Such distance from out friends..."
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[Am]You caught me making [C]eyes at the other boatmen's [E]wives
and heard me laughing [G]louder at the jokes told by their [Am]daughters
I'd set my course for [C]land, but you well unde[E]rstand
it takes a steady hand to navigate adulterous [Am]waters
the propeller's spinning [C]blades held acquaintance with the [E]waves
as there's mistake I've [G]made no rowing could out[Am]run
a cloth low on the [C]mast like to say I've got no [E]past
I'm nonetheless a librarian and secretary's [Am]son
with tarnish on my [C]brass and mildew on my [E]glass
I'd never want someone so [G]crass as to want someone like [Am]me
but a few leagues off the [C]shore, I bit a flashing [E]lure
and I assure you, it was not what I expecting it to [Am]be!
I still taste it's [C]kiss, that dull hook in my [E]lip
is a memory as [G]useless as a rod without a re[Am]el
[C] [E]
to an anchor-ever-dropped-seasick-yet-still-docked
captain spotted napping with his first mate at the [Am]wheel
floating forgetfully al[C]ong, with no need to be [E]strong
we keep our confessions l[G]ong and when we pray we keep them [Am]short
I drank a thimbleful of f[C]ire, I'm not ever coming [E]back
Oh my g[Am]od!
"I do not e[C]xist" we faithfully in[E]sist
while watching sink the [G]heavy ship of everything we k[Am]new
if ever you come [C]near I'll hold up high a [E]mirror
Lord, I could never show you anything as beautiful as you!
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