[E]...For the [A]love, I'd fallen [E]on In the [A]swampy august [E]dawn
What a [A]mischief you would [E]bring young dar[B]ling!
When the [C#m]onus is not [A]all your [B]own
When you're [C#m]up for it be[A]fore you've [B]grown [C#m] [A]
[E]...From the [A]faun forever [E]gone In the [A]towers of your honey[E]comb
I'd a t[A]ore your hair out just to [E]climb back [B]darling
When you're [C#m]filling out your [A]only [B]form
Can you [C#m]tell that it's just [A]cere[B]mon'
Now you've [C#m]added up to [A]what you're [B]from [C#m] [A]
[G]...Build your tether rain-out from your [Bm]fragments…[A]
[G]...Break the sailor's table on your [Bm]sacrum…[A]
[G]Fuck the fiercest fables, I'm with [Am]hagen [D]
For the [Bm]love, comes the [D]burning [G]young
From the [Bm]liver, sweating [D]through your [G]tongue
Well, you're [Bm]standing on my [D]sternum don't you [A]climb down, darling
Oh the [Bm]sermons are the [G]first to [A]rest
Smoke on [Bm]sundays when you're [G]drunk and [A]dressed
Out the [Bm]hollows where the [G]swallow [A]nests
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