John My Beloved

Am          Em         Bm7
Are we to speak, first day of the week
C          G            D
Stumbling words at the bar
Am           Em       Bm7
Beauty blue eyes, my order of fries
C             G           D
Long island kindness and wine
   Am       Em     Bm7
Beloved of John, I get it all wrong
    C           G           D
I read you for some kind of poem
Am           Em         Bm7
Covered in lines, the fossils I find
C             G             D
Have they no life of their own?

Em          Bm7
So can we pretend sweetly
   C       G        D
Before the mystery ends?
       C                        G
I am a man with a heart that offends
          C          G       D
With its lonely and greedy demands
        Em      D        G        C         G            D
There’s only a shadow of me; in a manner of speaking I'm dead

Am       Em          Bm7
Such a waste, your beautiful face
C          G       D
Stumbling carpet arise
    Am         Em         Bm7
Go follow your gem, your white feathered friend
C        G           D
Icarus, point to the sun
     Am      Em      Bm7
If history speaks of two baby teeth
C                  G             D
I’m painting the hills blue and red
Am           Em    Bm7
They said beware, Lord hear my prayer
       C         G             D
I’ve wasted my throes on your head

Em              Bm7
So can we be friends, sweetly
   C         G      D
Before the mystery ends?
            C                          G
I love you more than the world can contain
         C            G       D
In its lonely and ramshackle head
         Em      D        G        C          G           D
There’s only a shadow of me; in a manner of speaking I'm dead

Am Em Bm7  C G D  (x2)

     Am         Em
I’m holding my breath
    Bm7
My tongue on your chest
C             G          D
What can be said of my heart?
    Am       Em          Bm7
If history speaks, the kiss on my cheek
C              G           D
Where there remains but a mark
   Am       Em        Bm7
Beloved my John, so I’ll carry on
C            G             D
Counting my cards down to one
Am             Em          Bm7
And when I am dead, come visit my bed
C             G           D
My fossil is bright in the sun

Em           Bm7
So can we contend, peacefully
   C       G      D
Before my history ends?
          C                          G
Jesus I need you, be near, come shield me
       C           G          D
From fossils that fall on my head
         Em      D        G        C          G           D
There’s only a shadow of me; in a manner of speaking I'm dead

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