Tuning Down Halfstep
F#                                              A
There's a powdered sun dripping through a porthole

B           D5
In a set design
A                    E
Can you read your name?
   B                                         Bm
It's been so long since we blew from the inside
G                    B              C5                  D#5
So where have you been since you fell off the flat edge

Ebm-F-G
                                 Ebm-F-G
Of the world under an ugly sky
                   Ebm-F-G
You've been lying by
                                            Ebm-F-Ebm
But they meant you, dance under the moonlight

Ebm-F-G
                            Ebm-F-G
Do what you think is the sum
                       Ebm-F-G
Of the flesh and blood
                                           Ebm-F-G
Above there's small birds gone to trembling
                           Ebm-F-Ebm
In for thousands of your years

-Rhythm 1-
e|-----5--------5------|
B|-----5--------5------|
G|-2-------------------|
D|-2--------2----------|
A|----------2----------|
E|---------------------|

      F                           C
e|---------1------------------0---|
B|---------1------------------1---|
G|---------2------------------0---|
D|---------3----------------------|
A|--------------------------------|
E|--1-----------------0-----------|
You felt like crystal in your thighs
You're the one that makes me realize

E                         B
Big water flowing through to tomorrow
E          B            A       G    F#
I finally realized you must have built

-Rhythm 1-
Makes me feel like I'm alive
You're my kind, You're my kind
You always make me feel like a moon in my life all the time.

E                                                  B
It always makes me feel good to know you're alive,
E                          B        A   G     F#
Apples and cake must have been your snake in time.

B    D       A       G           B    D    A   G
I've been insane well the time is slow
B     D   A     G                   F#                   B      D    A     G
The Pope don't matter when the pawn is your sea, don't you agree?
B    D       A       G           B    D    A   G
When you're around I'm wound around your thumb.
B     D   A     G                   F#
You wanna be numb inside the gun.
Bm
All your different delights are one big fight against thebaby inside that you've 
for pain.