The Ghost Ship

 A
The Ghost Ship haunts the sea
    F#m
to still come back and marry me
   D                                                 A
the rust is where her heart should be tonight
  D                                                  A
her face is where her fingers were tonight

  A
a glassy checkered engine room
  F#m
the speechless silence of the tomb
  D                                             A
the manuscripts inside the womb unfurls_
   E
A girl _

 D
translucent as a jelly fish
       A
that palpitates upon a dish
     D                          A7               E
she stings you with her gently falling curl_

       D                                       A
and sinking in the waters green tonight_
   D                                              A
I wonder where my love has been tonight_
E|---r| epeat chords 

The ghost ship changes course
and on the deck there stands a horse
who's munching on sardines and gorse and hay_
the captain draws a net across the bay_

The bubbles rising from the deep
where dead men sing themselves to sleep
from oak and coral they decieve to say_
okay_

you read my future like a chart
see through my skin into my heart
that flutters in my ribcage like a bird_

           D                                                 E
and the ghost ship sails on in to some ones life_
E|---r| epeat chords 

The air from bottles forms into
the skeletons of all the crew
in white they dance against the blue and wail_
their curling bodys flail around the sail_

The figure head before the mast
stares back into the golden past
across the wrinkled sea so vast, forlorn_
she moans_

and flutters 'round me like a moth
that beats against mosquito cloth
and trys to eat her way into my dreams_

and sinking in the waters green tonight_
I wonder where my love has been tonight_
E|---r| epeat chords 

The melons on the riverbank
are bulging through decaying plank
the beauty is so warm and dank and light_
the captain wears a headless grin tonight_

and sillhoutted on a blue
the cook,the mate,the boseman too
they know not why or what they do at all_
they fall_

like masonry in the abyss
that opens every time we kiss
I hear their laughter echoe 'round the bay_
            D                                              E
and the ghost ship sails on into someones life_

---continue with A7,E and  variations that trail off 'til the end.

 Leave it to R.H. to write such a dreamy song.
 If anyone knows anymore Robyn, Please post them !
                                                                        --
D.R.G.