Misc Unsigned Bands - Boyhood - ed tullett

The water washed us ^Crega^Gl, the seven hands re^Fgain. The ^Amlittle hell with ^Chaste would keel, and the ^Fhate in us re^Gtreat.

Your arms were screened in ^Chalo^Gs, your stuttered light re^Fborn; your ^Amopen shell would ^Ccrack and cave un^Ftil his name was ^Gsworn.

^FSpilled on open ^Gcanvas, ^Fyour spine was all in ^Gbloom, and it ^Amhad been gently ^Fhandled,

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broken to make ^Croom

for more heart and ^Cbigger ^Glungs, the space in you was ^Ffilled; the ^Amwhite ceiling from ^Cwhich you'd hung, the ^Fshadows you had ^Gspilled.

In driven light you ^Cstared through ^Gme, in dark rooms we would ^Ftouch; my ^Amnerves would grow and ^Cheart would shrink, and ^Fthey would stiffen ^Gup.

^FStatuesque with ^Gbroken backs, we ^Fcrawled in open ^Gair, and every^Amthing that we had ^Flacked

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aled and re^Cpaired.

^FPale skin in ^Gblackened dress, you ^Fdanced like darkness ^Gwould; if ^Amonly I was ^Ffearless, I was ^Gbraver in ^Cboyhood.