James - Dust motes

^DDust motes in a beam of light It's ^Bmslow-down time ^DSnow flake on a black wool glove Melting ^Bmin the sunlight ^DDust motes in a beam of light ^BmYou left without a fight ^DDust motes in a beam of love It's ^Gslow-down time It's cold out^F#mside ^A

^DOoh, I for^Bmgive you ^DOoh, I for^Bmgive you I for^Dgive you - your trans^Ggre^F#mssions ^A

^DThere's a vulture at the end of my b^Bmed It's five AM, it thinks I'm ^Ddead There's a vulture at the end of my ^Bmbed Against the window in silhou^Dette There's a vulture would have me a^Gsleep It's looking at me like I'm ^F#msome piece of ^Ameat

^DOoh, I for^Bmgive you ^DOoh, I for^Bmgive you

If you d^Bmie ^{D A} If you d^Bmie ^{D A} Every^Bmbody says I'll be alright I don't ^Athink so Got ^Bmover my supper - it revived Got ^Aoff the table, started to fly If you d^Bmie ^{D A} If you d^Bmie ^{D A} I for^Dgive you I for^Bmgive you I for^Dgive you ^Bm

^DDust motes in a beam of light It's ^Bmslow-down time... ^D