Standard (EADGBE)

 That means no where I come from. I am cold, out waiting for the day to come.

 I chew my lips, oh and I scratch my nose, feels so good to be a rose.

Oh don't, don't you lift me up like I'm that shy, no no no no no,

 just give it up –

 There are bats all dissolving in a row

 into the wishy-washy dark that cannot let go.

I cannot let go, so I thank the lord, and I thank his sword!

 'tho it be mincing up the morning, slightly bored.

 O, morning without warning like a hole, and I watch you go.

 There are some mornings when the sky looks like a road.

 There are some dragons who were built to have and hold.

 And some machines are dropped from great heights lovingly.

 and some bellies ache with many bumblebees. (and they sting so terribly).

I do as I please. Now I'm on my knees.

 Your skin is something that I stir into my tea.

And I am watching you and you are starry, starry, starry

and I'm tumbling down, and I check a frown.

 It's why I love this town. Well, just look around:

 just see me serenaded hourly! celebrated sourly!

 dedicated dourly; waltzing with the open sea –

clam, crab, cockle, cowrie : will you just look at me?

x3 (3rd time)

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