That Day Villagers
[G]Can you h[C]ear me n[D]ow
[C]Lying in this b[G]ed
[Em]Embedded [G]in this w[Bm]ritten s[C]tory
[G]Can you h[C]ear me no[D]w
[C]Calling from this [G]bed
[Em]I'm spitting [G]words but there's no [Bm]meaning, [C]no
[D](Now he's taking his time)
He's got n[G]othing to l[C]ose
(But the [D]first thing he sees)
Is the l[G]ast thing he c[C]hoose
(And when the m[D]oment arrived)
He just f[G]ound he had n[C]othing to [D]say
That[C] day
[G]Can you h[C]ear me no[D]w
[C]Sky is turning r[G]ed
[Em]The streets are all [G]gone
Am I [Bm]dreaming, n[C]o
[G]Can you h[C]ear me no[D]w
[C]Falling from this[G] bed
[Em]Nudist that [G]bears gifts
But when w[Bm]ill it [C]show me
[D](Now she's taking her time)
She's got n[G]othing to l[C]ose
(But the f[D]irst thing she sees)
Is the l[G]ast thing she'd [C]choose
(And when the m[D]oment arrived)
She just f[G]ound she had n[C]othing to s[D]ay
That[C] day
[Am]He lies awake in his bed every night devising ways to conceal the s[G]train
[Am]She never tells of her midnight fears or admits that she does the s[G]ame
[C]They never meet, never touch, never speak and for one tired old re[D]frain
[G]Can you h[C]ear me n[D]ow
[C]Lying in this b[G]ed
[Em]Embedded i[G]n this wr[Bm]itten st[C]ory
[G]Can you h[C]ear me n[D]ow
[C]Calling from this [G]bed
[Em]I'm spitting w[G]ords
but there's no meaning
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