Sufjan Stevens - John my beloved

^AmAre we to sp^Emeak, first ^Bm7day of the week ^CStumbling w^Gords at the b^Dar ^AmBeauty blue e^Emyes, my o^Bm7rder of fries ^CLong island ki^Gndness and w^Dine Bel^Amoved of J^Emohn, I ^Bm7get it all wrong I re^Cad you for s^Gome kind of ^Dpoem ^AmCovered in li^Emnes, the fo^Bm7ssils I find ^CHave they no l^Gife of their o^Dwn?

^EmSo can we pr^Bm7etend sweetly Bef^Core the ^Gmystery e^Dnds? I am a ^Cman with a heart that off^Gends With its l^Conely and g^Greedy de^Dmands There’^Ems only a^D shadow o^Gf me; in ^Ca manner o^Gf speaking I'^Dm dead

^AmSuch a wa^Emste, your be^Bm7autiful face ^CStumbling c^Garpet ar^Dise Go f^Amollow your ^Emgem, your w^Bm7hite feathered friend ^CIcarus, p^Goint to the ^Dsun If hi^Amstory sp^Emeaks of ^Bm7two baby teeth ^CI’m painting the ^Ghills blue and^D red ^AmThey said bew^Emare, L^Bm7ord hear my prayer I’ve ^Cwasted my ^Gthroes on your^D head

^EmSo can we be fri^Bm7ends, sweetly Bef^Core the my^Gstery e^Dnds? I love you m^Core than the world can cont^Gain In its lo^Cnely and rams^Ghackle h^Dead There’s^Em only a ^Dshadow of^G me; in a^C manner of ^Gspeaking I'm^D dead

I’m^Am holding my^Em breath My t^Bm7ongue on your chest ^CWhat can be sa^Gid of my he^Dart? If h^Amistory sp^Emeaks, the ki^Bm7ss on my cheek ^CWhere there rem^Gains but a m^Dark Bel^Amoved my J^Emohn, so I?^Bm7??ll carry on ^CCounting my c^Gards down to o^Dne ^AmAnd when I am d^Emead, come vi^Bm7sit my bed ^CMy fossil is b^Gright in the^D sun

^EmSo can we con^Bm7tend, peacefully Bef^Core my h^Gistory ^Dends? Jesus I ne^Ced you, be near, come shiel^Gd me From fo^Cssils that f^Gall on my h^Dead There’s^Em only a ^Dshadow of^G me; in a^C manner of ^Gspeaking I'm^D dead