Los Campesinos - To tundra

Meet me ^Dat St. Nicholas Among the oaks Behind the church

That sway like ^Empig-tailed girls As summer wind whistles Around your ^Dbare-skin knees And the f^Aorsythia leaves

In the ^Dshade Lay with me Tickled by The feather reed

That's where the ^Emtrees grow old Under the ivy's hold As you in ^Dmy two arms Equally s^Aafe from harm

And in a ^Emhazy day dream Our bodies ^Gmarried the stream And we g^Bmrow down into pebbles and ^Asilt

The water ^Emran from the fields Until the ^Goceans we filled And found the ^Dsea-bed the comfiest ^Aquilt

There was more ^Emlife in the weeds than in the ^Gfew hundred seats In rows from ^Bmtransept to chancel to n^Aave And when their ^Emanger had paused, I turned and ^Ganswered their calls With your just ^Bmaudience, I'm the ^Aapplause We ^Emtake on the burden ^Gof all these sad-eyed children With ^Bmlilies bunched in our ^Ahands We f^Emake our concern and ^Gspeak softly as the surgeon Tells ^Bmwife to cancel her ^Aplans

^EmTake a body to water, ^Gtake a body to tundra ^BmJust take me with you as ^Awell