Rafters
Tall Heights
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C F Am G FC Ceiling tiles are falling down,F selling secrets between nowAm G And defeated pasts on lastF defenseC The walls can’t keep the warm inF here, this busted house of cans of beerAm G Aluminum, some plaster and someF fearC F There are her bones, there areAm the fossilsG F There near the sewer pipeC F Am There, between floors, between warsG F There on a two-by-fourEm Harmonic notes still humming fromF her lyreC G F Just set my little soul on fireF Am Oh oh oh, oh oh, ohF Am Oh oh oh, oh oh, ohF Am In the shape of my latest sinF Am In the wake of soon moving - onF Though this house is crumblingAm downG F She’s whispering her last words nowContinúa después del anuncioF Did he love her there on theAm floor? (When he pressed his mark in that knotted board, pressed an oath in that knotted board)F Just two names, one shape,Am tangled minor chords (A heart around their sweet accord, wrapped around their love and stored)F The first day, got away, then soAm many more (A decade past, and then a score)G C Am Now winter falls, decay and darkG creating art showing the world just where you really areF C G C Oh sweet Louise, since eighty-threeF C While paneling and pyramids fallG downF C G C Oh, sweet Louise, now I believeF C In rafters in this beat-up,G blue-neck town,F G In turning tides, in me, in hiddenC vows. [Break]C F Am G FC F There are her bones, there areAm the fossilsG F G There near the sewer pi--ipeC F There are her bones, there areAm the fossilsG F Unfinished song I completeC F There on his throne, here inAm their castleG F My Pygmalion ivoryC F Am Here on my own, like this homeG F The landlord collects his feeC F Am I’m growing old, I'm so alone,Am These ceiling tiles are falling downG F I’m seeing what I’ve got to seeF Am Oh oh oh, oh oh, ohF Am Oh oh oh, oh oh, ohF Am Oh oh oh, oh oh,F C G C Oh sweet Louise, since eighty-threeF C While paneling and pyramids fallG downF C G C Oh, sweet Louise, now I believeF C In rafters in a rugged WorcesterG town,F G In turning tides, in me, in hiddenC vows.