Typhoon - The lake
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It's basically a repeat of the four chords- G E Am Dm
Based on their live performance in their NPR Tiny Desk Concert
a nGorthern state in the summer time
my uEncle's lake on the fourth of July
outAmside the cabin my sister tried
to call Dmlike the loon with her hands cupped tight
up agaiGnst her mouth as the fireflies
became Evisible in the failing summer light
a sAmparkler in my hand i went afDmter them
as they went out in the night
i wGandered down into a quiet place
where the gErass grew tall where it met the lake
there was a Amdifferent bug must have bit my leg
though i Dmnever saw it
Gback at home i cried in my room
my cElosest friend the one that i confided to:
i wAmanted her but she wanted you
i was sDmick in bed i could barely move
and then aGs my body turned against itself
i prayed for Edeath that i'd come back to be anyone else
Ambe anyone else, Dmbe anyone else
as sGickness formed within my cells
you never lDoved me like the way you loved anyone else
you Amdig a hole dig it deep enough
the truth Dmburies itself and buries itself
and Gi
i disowned Emy
own familyAm
all for lDmove
all for lGove
and i was ashEamed
of my sister Ambecause
she belonged to Dmme
when i wasn't good enouGgh
i'm sEorry, i'm sAmorry
you were the only Dmthing
i should have ever Gloved
i'm sEorry, i'm sAmorry
you were the only Dmthing
i should have ever Gloved
(End with ukulele solo)