Jenny Hval

Amphibious Androgynous

Jenny Hval

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Intro 

Am 
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       F Am             F   Am 
In my dream, you are slippery 
             F Am 
My interest grows 
   F    Am 
immediately 
          Am                    F       Am       D   Am 
You have seaweed between your fingers, lips and limbs 
F           Am 
Amphibious, androgynous 
F        Am 
Amphibious 
F                  Am 
Ninety-eight percent water 

Verse 
Am 
I try to write love songs 
        G     D                C 
But my words remain in my hands 
C    D        C            Am 
And my hands fall to the floor 
F                D        Am 
Somewhere in the distance something hurts 
    Am                      G        D 
I dream I have a lover made out of twigs 
   Am 
I snap his legs and snap his lips when we kiss 
D 
Yes, you're him 
Am          D 
The way it goes 
Am            C    D 
This worries meeeeeee 
      D 
The dream doesn't fade, it keeps worrying me 
Am                         G       D 
I try not to hurt you, but in my dream 
                    Am 
The twigs keep breaking 
Am                          G 
I touch so gently but they snap 
     D 
And when you open your mouth 
C    D 
to speak 
C            D 
You make no sound 
C      G          D    C    D 
Silently coughing up black sap 


Am 
In real life I haven't even seen you up close 
           D   Am 
Only from below 
                                  D           Am 
In the dream you are silent and I am the headsman 
           G         D 
I try to write love songs 
     C          D 
But with every word 
       C               Am 
I can hear the twigs breaking 
F                         G          D Am 
Somewhere in the distance something hurts 

Instrumental 
C Am 

Outro 
Am              F Am 
The next day it is 
     F   Am 
I who break 
         F           Am 
It's a clear spring day 
       F              Am 
And I filled with sky 
        F              Am 
Ninety-eight percent blue 
            F           Am 
A day I'll find myself downing black things 
F                        Am 
Coffee, raisins, raw chocolate 
               F   Am 
I can feel my bones 
          F Am 
Burn to coal 
                   F 
My blood burns to oil 
  Am                     F Am 
Black sap, I'm becoming you

Enviado por: João Pedro Ewerton

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