Neko Case - Polar nettles

he takes his dinner in the ^Dbath love sickened and i^Anfirmed the orderly foun^Dd him there fileted on the m^Darble stairs ^F#mhat still in hand his ^Bmsmoking remains blown ^Db7out by a kiss from the sunday ^F#msoon sunday ^F#msoon sunda^Dy soon sund^Bmay soon

^F#msomeday so^Bmmeday so^Db7meday

^F#mhis eyes are closed he mouthed the name ^Bmthe rosary her lips and tongue she is the centri^Dfuge that throws the s^F#mpies from the sun ^Bmthe Sistine chapel ^F#mpainted with the^Bm gattling gun ^F#msomeday soon some^Dday soon so^Bmmeday soon ^F#msomeday soon some^Dday soon

polar nettles set on ^Aend move like starlings up a ^F#mcliff and tenor of a foggy ^Dtouch the forcefield round his frosty ^Bmhips whose shape recalls the wicked s^F#mpade that buried him but on his ^Bmlips the last r^F#mites of n^Db7erves someday ^F#msoon