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Version 1
[Intro]
Eb Eb7 Ab
Eb Eb7 Ab
[Verse 1]
Eb Eb7
Somebody wrote "tender" in the novel's margins
Ab
As if to remind about a precious force
Eb Eb7
In the next paragraph, the protagonist
Ab Eb7 Eb Fm
Sat down on the belly of a dead horse
Eb Eb7 Ab
The author I read fell from a window many stories high
Eb Eb7 Ab Fm Bb
Stretching out to feed pigeons or a stray cat depending on the website
[Chorus]
Cm Fm
Whether or not I have or was given a little more time
Bb Ab
There just doesn't seem to be much room for a reply
Cm Fm
And it's possible it only belongs where it happened, fine
Bb
According to John, fear softens into doubt
Ab Eb Ab
To what do I cling and think is mine? No reply
Eb Eb7 Ab
[Verse 2]
Eb
"Think the last time I came up this way I was younger"
Ab
Said your aunt, isn't it a good line?
Eb
We found the garden abandoned
Ab Cm F Ab
And that night became dark over chicken and wine
Eb Ab
Documentarians tossing lemmings stunned over the edge
Eb Ab Cm Fm7 Fm Bb
Wartime juveniles shot and martyred for the crime of stealing eggs
Fm7 Fm Ab
Dinner, by the way, was divine
Eb C Fm Bb
I drank the last of the coffee waiting for you to rise
[Chorus]
Cm Fm
Whether or not I have or was given a little more time
Bb Ab
There just doesn't seem to be much room for a reply
Cm Fm
And it's possible it only belongs where it happened, fine
Bb
According to John, fear softens into doubt
Ab
To what do I cling and think is—
Cm* Fm*
Whether or not I have or was given a little more time
Bb* Ab*
There just doesn't seem to be much room for your reply
Cm Fm
And it's possible it only belongs where it happened, fine
Bb Bb7
According to John, fear softens into doubt
Ab Eb Ab
To what do I cling and think is mine? No reply
[Interlude]
Eb Ab
[Outro]
Eb Ab
Reply, no
Eb
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