Los Campesinos - To tundra

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

That sway like ^Dmpig-tailed girls As summer wind whistles Around your ^Cbare-skin knees And the f^Forsythia leaves

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

That's where the ^Dmtrees grow old Under the ivy's hold As you in ^Cmy two arms Equally s^Fafe from harm

And in a ^Dmhazy day dream Our bodies ^Fmarried the stream And we g^Amrow down into pebbles and ^Fsilt

The water ^Dmran from the fields Until the ^Foceans we filled And found the ^Csea-bed the comfiest ^Fquilt

There was more ^Dmlife in the weeds than in the ^Ffew hundred seats In rows from ^Amtransept to chancel to n^Fave And when their ^Dmanger had paused, I turned and ^Fanswered their calls With your just ^Amaudience, I'm the ^Fapplause We ^Dmtake on the burden ^Fof all these sad-eyed children With ^Amlilies bunched in our ^Fhands We f^Dmake our concern and ^Fspeak softly as the surgeon Tells ^Amwife to cancel her ^Fplans

^DmTake a body to water, ^Ftake a body to tundra ^AmJust take me with you as ^Fwell