Mark Kozelek & Jimmy LaValle - By the Time That I Awoke From album 'Perils from the Sea' 4x Gm A# D# D#

^GmI like the p^A#owder blue dresses^D# The stewardesses wear on Korean Ai^Gmr. The skin's div^A#ine and their bodies so fi^D#ne. They're all the same height and they have the same wai^Gmstline. But there is o^A#ne who stood apar^D#t Her name-tag read "J.H. Pa^Gmrk." She had a white wat^A#ch and a muted ^D#spark, And I thought about her when the night grew d^Fark

And my ^Gmhotel room in Tok^D#yo, And by the time that I aw^Foke, My guitar was br^Gmoken and in need of repa^D#ir. Thanks for the hassles, Korean ^FAir. But I hurled myse^Gmlf through one last show^D# And I made a few friends, Shoko and Kok^Fo. Walked them down t^Gmo the train station be^D#low,

Hugged them goodbye and as I walked back I...

^GmRemembered a g^A#irl who I had lo^D#st. She grew up in a cardboard bo^Gmx In a to^A#wn called Dharma.^D# She shook my spirit and she rattled my ^Gmthoughts. But I had ^A#some love back ho^D#me, So I never pursued it or called her telepho^Gmne number. I wo^A#nder if she knew that ^D#I had reason, I wonder if she thought that I had us^Fed her.

And by the ti^Gmme that I awok^D#e, Around my neck I felt fingers choke. ^FI felt a jol^Gmt of an electrical stin^D#g, I felt the pull of an invisible st^Fring. Is it my fut^Gmure falling?^D#

Or is it the past still calling?

^FI can't remember and yo^Gmu can't make me remember ^D# Anything that hurts or makes me shiver.

^A#I can't remember an^D#d you can't make me re^Gmmember My dirty reflecti^Fon shimmering in the rain. ^A#I can't remember and y^D#ou can't make me remem^Gmber Old forgotten blues^F when we opened my house. ^A#I can't remember an^D#d you can't make me re^Gmmember. ^F ^A#I can't remember an^D#d you can't make me re^Gmmember. ^F

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^GmWas five years o^A#ld the last time I sle^D#pt A quiet night before the loudness cr^Gmept. I wrote poetry throug^A#hout my teens^D#, And I far exceeded my childhood drea^Gmms. Teachers told me I c^A#ouldn't write^D#, That I'd never make a living or touch anyon^Gme's life. People told me I c^A#ouldn't sing,^D# That I wouldn't amount to much of anythi^Fng.

And by the ti^Gmme that I aw^D#oke, I was 25 years old and crossing an oceans, ^FWorking hard^Gm to develop my sou^D#nd Going city to city, covering groun^Fd. And by the ti^Gmme that I had aw^D#oke I was one of a handful of the chose^Fn To take the pu^Gmnches to take the a^D#rrows

To bleed the blood, the blood of sweat.

^A#I can't remember an^D#d you can't make me re^Gmmember Any hurtful words that I e^Fndured. ^A#I can't remember an^D#d you can't make me re^Gmmember When I was a lost fl^Fockless bird. ^A#I can't remember an^D#d you can't make me re^Gmmember When I couldn't t^Frap bumblebees. ^A#I can't remember an^D#d you can't make me re^Gmmember Why in a ^Fcrowd I am so lon^Gmely^F. ^A# ^A# ^Gm ^F ^A# ^A#

^GmI met the most b^A#eautiful love^D#r, Walking along the San Francisco B^Gmay. She guides me thr^A#ough the peri^D#ls, Through the long, unlit hallwa^Gmys. Below the surface,^A# beneath the distracti^D#ons

Beneath my dumb, knee-jerk reactions.

^GmIt's to her I ow^A#e everything,^D# It is for her that my heart sings.

^GmAnd by the ^A#time that I awoke^D# the fingers loosened on their c^Gmhoke And by the t^A#ime that I aw^D#oke.

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Mark Kozelek - By the time that i awoke