D#, A#, G#D#, A#, G#D#, A#, G#Cm, Cm, A#, D#D# A# G# The icons cluttering your bureauD# A# G# Are eyeing me as I walk inCm A# G# D# Your guardians are present in hereCm A# D# And I trust that they have always beenD# A# G# Hiding somewhere in your closetD# A# G# Collecting moisture from your faceCm A# G# D# Your secret world speaks without wordsCm A# G# And I feel clumsy and cumbersome in this placeCm A# G# D# But if I want them too, will they speak to me soonCm A# G# In a language ripe for my listening?Cm A# G# D# When the harsh sun breaks in your stained glass eyesCm A# D# The refracted light keeps glisteningD# A# G# A drapery of clashing fabricsD# A# G# In every corner of your roomCm A# G# D# They hung like lace on the whitewashed faceCm A# D# Of the walls that are begging you to moveD# A# G# And leave the things that hold a historyD# A# G# As if they're present in your willCm A# G# D# A brand new place a few miles awayCm A# G# But I just wasn't sure I was staying stillCm A# G# D# But if you choose this too, it's an honest moveCm A# G# And I guess that it makes for no deferencesCm A# G# D# There's a gleam of blue from a cold night's moonCm A# G# Just a touch too soon, two deliverancesCm A# G# D# Cm On an empty panel floor I lie hereA# G# D# For communion just waiting for one moreCm A# G# D# But in the quiet empty hours of my afternoonCm A# G# What am I supposed to do? What was I supposed to do?Cm A# G# D# But if I want them to, will they come to me soon?Cm A# G# D# Will they fluctuate between midnight and past noon?Cm A# G# D# Was kind of banking on a future that'd be involving youCm A# G# But I couldn't ask this of you, I couldn't ask thatCm, A#, G#Cm, A#, D#Cm, A#, D#Cm A# G# D# In this young night's sky there are pinhole lightsCm A# G# Find the shape of a harp and an arrowheadCm A# G# D# Do I hear your tunes or acknowledge woundsCm A# D# That I got from rubbing elbows with a sharpened edge?Cm A# G# D# But if I choose this too does it count as my move?Cm A# G# I can't drop my history just to become newCm A# G# D# Now I'm swimming through the nothingness and the absoluteCm A# G# But I couldn't ask this of you, I couldn't ask thatD#, A#, G#G#, A#, G#Cm, A#, G#, D#Cm, A#, G#
Two Deliverances
The Hotelier
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