Tom: A
Introdução:
A Db
You are Sanskrit on my skin.
F#m D E
Peel me open til I am nothing but a whisper.
A Db
Name yourself sinner, I only play for pennies,
F#m D
And I don't play for sinners, I play for sadness.
E
I play for dead things.
A E
Pull the bones from their sockets,
F#m D E
Please be softer while you do it for I am fragile and vacant.
A E
Sarasvati saw me to sleep.
F#m D E
I rested my head against the knees
A E
And the music I like rose up and down
F#m D
Like bobbing bodies in the river bend.
And they say,
A Db