A D A E orE A E B for the main pattern Album Version: -1/2 stepG C G D G C G DG C The jacaranda are wet with color,G D and the heat is a great paint brush, lending color to our lives,G C to the air, and to our faces; but I'm going to AlaskaG D where there's snow to suck the sound out from the air.Continúa después del anuncioC GG C Up, yes, in the branches,G D the purple blossoms, go pale at the edges;G C there is moaning in the shifting of the sap, and I see in them tracesG D of last year, but then they hadn't grown so strong,G C and their limbs were more like wires. Now they are cables.G D G thick and alive with alien electricity, and I am going to Alaska,C G where you can go blind just by looking at the ground,D where fat is eaten by itselfC G just to keep your body warm.G C Because from where we are now, it seems, really,G D that everything is growing in a thousand different ways;G C that the soil is soaked through with old blood and with relativesG D who were buried here, or close to here, and they are giving riseG C to what is happening. Or can you tell me otherwise?G D I am going to Alaska, where the animals can kill you,G C but they do so in silence, as though if no-one hears them,G D then it really won't matter. I am going to Alaska.C G They tell me that it's perfect for my purposes.G C G DG C G D G
Going To Alaska
The Mountain Goats
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