E|-------------------------------------------------------| B|-7-(hb^r)-3-3-5-1-----1-----1-----1-----1-----1--------| G|-0--------0-0-0-0-----0-----0-----0-----0-----0--------| D|-0--------------2---2-2---2-2---2-2---2-2---2-2--------| A|----------------3---3-3---3-3---3-3---3-3---3-3--------| E|-------------------------------------------------------| Cadd9 G/B D/A E|-(3)---------------(3)-------(2)---------| B|--3-----------------3---------3----------| G|--0-----------------0---------2----------| (The notes in parenthesis are optional, I te D|--2-----------------0---------0----------| during the chorus or other 'large' sounding A|--3-----------------2---------0----------| E|-------------------(3)-------(2)---------| E| B| G|nd D|sec A| E| E| B| G|to add them in D|tions) A| E|Cadd9 G/B D/A We were cloaked in the awning of night or early morning.Cadd9 G/B D/A Through the headboard there’s a flicker of light and light warning.Cadd9 G/B D/A Sophie’s on the bunk overhead reading Mary OliverCadd9 G/B D/A while I lay still in my bed. That’s when I see you there.Cadd9 G/B D/A Fawn doe, light snow.Cadd9 G/B D/A Make me feel alive, make me believe that all my selves align.Cadd9 G/B D/A Fawn, doe, light snow.Cadd9 G/B D/A Spots on brown of white make me believe that it is all alright.Cadd9 G/B D/A Your soft face pressed to the wilt, first spring sunriseCadd9 G/B D/A standing low on quivering stilts.Cadd9 G/B D/A In attempting to keep you to stay I am raising no alarm.Cadd9 G/B D/A It is just us two alone.Cadd9 G/B D/A Then I feel a sigh of wind, your raising eyes a rolling fog that lets you hideCadd9 G/B D/A and I can hear the rustling as you go. Oh, go slow.Cadd9 G/B D/A Fawn doe, light snow.Cadd9 G/B D/A Make me feel alive, make me believe that I don’t have to die.Cadd9 G/B D/A Fawn, doe, light snow.Cadd9 G/B D/A Spots on brown of white make me believe that there’s a God sometimes.Cadd9 G/B D/A The ring around your mothers heart grows saccharine then falls apartCadd9 G/B D/A and I can hear the rustling as you go.Cadd9 G/B D/A You camouflaged or clearly seen and nameless in the in-betweenCadd9 G/B D/A and I can hear the rustling as you go.Cadd9 G/B D/A The firing of rifles off the echo hits you hard enoughCadd9 G/B D/A and I can hear the rustling as you go.Cadd9 G/B D/A A soft and skittish self inside shines golden, opal, chrysoliteCadd9 G/B D/A and I can feel the rustling as you go. Oh, go slow.Cadd9 G/B D/A A mob a voices harmonize and tell me that youre not aliveCadd9 G/B D/A but I can feel the rustling as you go.
Soft Animal
The Hotelier
- Cadd9
- D/A
- G/B
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