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This is how I play the song. Suggestions and corrections welcome! Bb E B Bb
BbI stayed inside all morning Gwatching waves of rain pass over Fcold and dry by the window
I didn't turn a light on.
The fiBbreplace dead since last night Gemptiness inside, cold morning Flow grey sky immense living belly
of a silver fur thing.
In wBbaves of weather the house lies Gpiled up wood with me inside FI'm piled up dust, alive, dreaming
or walking whirlpool of water
Bbawake and indifferent looking at cGars go by and then get forgotten onFly a sound of a waterfall breathing out
in one long exhale
Bbrings in my ears for a moment Gthen another wave of rain blows over Fgreying out the light
the lawn through window seems undiscovered.
A seBbparate way of seeing. A seGparate way of breathing it in. A lFost world separate from the usual
barely meaningful waking and dreaming.
BbLost in an unfolding Gthinking about what to do with a day Fsitting while the light dies
until finally it's over.
In Bbblue dusk I finally step outside Gbreathing in the cloud that has settled Fnoticing a black looming house shape
and at last my eyes crack open.