Misc Unsigned Bands - Christopher blue - love affair with the ocean

Well I was only ^Ga child of about four or five, When the bloomin^Dg was beginning in the back of my mind ‘Till th^Cat point in life it’s like I couldn’t see

^GBut I could feel the water in between of my toes, So I jum^Dped right in and felt it rush up my nose It s^Ctung in my eyes real bad and I couldn’t breathe

^DIt started there, My love ^Caffair, With the^G sea.

It was o^Gn the golden coast I found a Mexican girl, A feeble^C little senorita ignorant to the world, She drew^D me a picture of the beauty that I Hadn’t s^Geen. And up u^Gntil that point I’d never been deep before, It was a^Dmazing, I was weightless, in my ears was a roar, And no m^Catter how I wished it I could never get my feet On the f^Gloor.

^DI was afraid ^CI wouldn’t make it ^GBack outside

That’s n^Dot to say, If I’d h^Cave stayed That I w^Gould mind.

And I lo^Amved your hair, Whatever color i^Ct came in If I could paint^G I’d paint your nose If I could paint I’d pai^Dnt your nose

And I lo^Amved your smile, Whatever flavor ^Cit came in The smell of win^Ge from in your throat The smell of win^De from in your throat

Where ar^Ame you, dear? Are you ^Clying still ^GAsleep ^DNext to me? Where are you, d^Amear? Won’t you reach ^Cover and Shake me^G from this dream^D?

Before you have to leave^G.

^GAnd then there came a woman who had indian eyes, She remi^Dnded me of sun, the sandy beach and the tide, And the ^Ccolor I’d be if I floated all day on the ocean.

And the ^Glove I later found in an economist girl, Reminded me of s^Deashells in symmetrical swirls, Each one cradlin^Cg the echo of a great big collective world ocean.

I crawle^Dd ashore, And pour^Ced my form Out on t^Ghat beach.

And some^Dwhere there, I must h^Cave fallen to sl^Geep. And I fo^Drgot eve^Crything.^G