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Tuning: E A D G B E
Intro (played through end of verse 1): e|-------------------------------------------------------------------------| B|-10--13--12---------10----------------------------10------12-------------| G|-------------12--9------12----------9------12--9------12-----------------| D|----------------------------12--10-----12--------------------------------| A|-------------------------------------------------------------------------| E|-------------------------------------------------------------------------| F Am G F [Verse]
A dAmiver is my love (and AmI am his, if I am not dGeceived) who tFakes one breath above, for every hAmour below the sea Am (alternate between Am and G/A) who gave to me a jewel Am G (alternate Am/G and G) worth twice this woman's life (but would cost her less than lFaying at low tide Am (altnerate Am and Am/G) to see her true love phosphoresce)
[Chorus]
And in an iCnfinite regress: Tell me, wGmhy is the pain of bFirth lighter bForne than the pain of deCath? I ain't sGaying that I loved yGbou fFirst, but I loCved you bBbest.
[Verse]
I kAmnow we must abide Am G (alternate G and Am/G) each by the rules that bind us here: F (alternate G/F and Am/F) Am that divers, and the sailors, and the women on the pier. But how Amdo you choose your form? How Amdo you choose your name?G How do you choose your life? How do you cFhoose the time you must exAmhale,
and kick, and rise? [Chorus]
And in an inCfinite capsize Like a bGmull tearing down the cFoast, double hFulls bearing double maCsts– I don't kGnow if you loved Gbme mFost, but you lCoved me lBbast
[Verse]
RecAmall the word you gave: Am G (alternate between G and Am) to count your way across the depths of this arid world, where yFou would yoke the waves, and lay a bed of shiAmning pearls! I drAmeam it every night: the Amringing of the pail, the mGotes of sand dislodged,
the shucking, quick and bright;
the twFinned and cast-off shells reveal a sAmingle heart of white [Chorus] And in an iCnfinite backslide: Ancient bGmorder, sink past the WFest, like a sFword at the bearer's faCll. I can't clGaim that I knew yGbou bFest, but did you kCnow me at aBbll?
[Verse]
A Amwoman is alive! A Amwoman is alive; you do not tGake her for a sign in nFacre on a stone, alone, unfAmaceted and fine. And nAmever will I wed. I'll Amhunt the pearl of death to the bGottom of my life, and eFver hold my breath, till I may Ambe the diver's wife.
[Chorus]
See how the inCfinite divides: and the dGmivers are not to blFame for the rFift, spanning distant shCores. YoGu don't know Gbmy nFame, but CI know yBbours.