Sarasvati

(início)

A             Db
   You are Sanskrit on my skin.
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Peel me open til I am nothing but a whisper.
A                             Db
 Name yourself sinner, I only play for pennies,
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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.
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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.