Camellia Sinensis

[Verso 1]
 
The negative space when we struck these poses 
        G#m          F#          C#m 
Was the shape of an hourglass between our noses 
      E                F# 
And I wish we had more time 

Give me the grace to go as the wind tosses 
      F#                    C#m     
Or at least the strength to cut my losses 
       E                           F# 
In the face of how I wish she were mine 
          G#m          F#          E        
Ive been making grave markers for ancient vermin 
          C#m                         F# 
Ive been breaking the soil in my hands 
          E            F#             C#m                
Because a story in the stone says all living things are cousins 
    D#m             C#m              
But I still feel so foreign on this land 
  G#m                       E               
I wish that I could swear devotion, I would kneel down at her feet 
              G#m           F#            E             F# 
You know that Id wear my devotion like a heart upon my sleeve  


[Refrão]

                    F#          E        F# 
And were all making drinks of Camellia sinensis 
      E            G#m             F# 
And I try not to resent the ones I love 
           E            F#          G#m      D#m 
My darling dear, do you think the Camellia sinensis 
     E            F#           
is enough? Lover, will it be enough? 



[Verso 2]
 
I read the tea leaves; she the cards 
     G#m E          C#m 
They disagree about where we are 
         E               F# 
Shes in Georgia; Im in pain 

No more transplants, I wont recover 
        F#       C#m        
I still miss the soil that grew my mother 
        E                              F# 
And now every root I grows a ball and chain 
       G#m             F#              E                 
I tell pretty girls in bars i know the names of ancient vermin 
        C#m                                  F# 
I dont know enough geology to know this many dykes 
            E            F#             C#m           
But if that story in the stone says our past is all around us 
         D#m          C#m                
Should I let my lover lead me where she likes? 
        G#m                F#               E         
And she thinks Ive got an accent, but its actually her  
             G#m               F#                 E            F# 
she makes me weak with how her tongue touches the edges of her words 


[Refrão]

                    F#          E        F# 
And were all making drinks of Camellia sinensis 
      E            G#m             F# 
And I try not to resent the ones I love 
           E            F#          G#m      D#m 
My darling dear, do you think the Camellia sinensis 
     E            F#           
is enough? Lover, will it be enough?