Cold Bed

G          D                C   
The cold tonight seems more 
       G
anxious to talk than
G      D                  C    G
He has seemed in nights before
G        D        C      G
Skinless face and yellow heart he
G      D           C     G
hesitates and I wait


[Chorus]

D      C       G
All my stories are about the same 
things
D         C    G
I find so many beds for them
D           C          G    Em
I find this package of tiny lamps
Em     D   C         G
And it makes a firey ring


[Verse 2]

G                D        C     
Right now is the reason I carry 
     G
this jewel
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G    D             C     G
Everywhere round my neck
G         D         C     G
I keep it close but still outside
G       D      C       G
This is my explanation


[Chorus]

D      C       G
All my stories are about the same 
things
D         C    G
I find so many beds for them
D           C          G    Em
I find this package of tiny lamps
Em     D   C         G
And it makes a firey ring
D          C         G
And it makes a firey ring

[Verse 3]

G        D        C          G
A box of love and sex and reflection
G       D          C      G
Its got my face and hands
G         D       C          G
The loneliness is yellow and old
G         D            C      G
Watch the cold around my bed


[Chorus]

D      C       G
All my stories are about the same 
things
D         C    G
I find so many beds for them
D           C          G    Em
I find this package of tiny lamps
Em     D   C         G
And it makes a firey ring
D          C         G
And it makes a firey ring
D          C         G
And it makes a firey ring