G#
Get a little closer, let fold
Cut open my sternum, and pull
Fm
My little ribs around you
G#
The rungs of me be under, under you
I'll cut the soft pockets, let bleed
Fm
Over the rocky cliffs that you leave
G#
To peer over and not forget what feet are
Splitting threads of thunder over me
Fm
That I might see with my chest and sink
D#
Into the edges round you
Cm Fm
Into the lakes of quarry's that brink
D#
On all the edges round you
Cm
Get a little closer, let fold
Fm
Cut open my sternum, and pull
G#
My little ribs around you
The lungs of me be crowns over you
Cm
Get a little closer, let fold
Fm
Cut open my sternum, and pull
G#
My little ribs around you
The rungs of me be under, under you
Fm
I'll cut the soft pockets, let bleed
G#
Over the rocky cliffs that you leave
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To peer over and not forget what feet are
Splitting threads of thunder over me
Listen closely, closely to the floor
Emitting all its graces through the pores
Fm G#m
You make a fine shrine in me
D# G# Cm
You build a fine shrine in me
Fm
That I might see with my chest and sink
D#
Into the edges round you
Cm Fm
Into the lakes of quarry's that brink
D#
On all the edges round you
Cm
Get a little closer, let fold
Fm
Cut open my sternum, and pull
G#
My little ribs around you
The rungs of me be under, under you
Cm
Get a little closer, let fold
Fm
Cut open my sternum, and pull
G#
My little ribs around you
The rungs of me be under, under you
