Hợp âm Tarkovsky (The Second Stop Is Jupiter)

Lời & hợp âm

[Intro 1]
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[Verse 1]
[Em]The Eternal Son runs
to the [A]Mother.
She [Em]smooths his brow
and bids him drink
from her well of hammered mist.
Come along, sweet lad.
Fog rises from the ground.
The fallen soot is just the [A]dust
of a shim[Em]mering gem.
[A]The black moon shines on a lak[Em]e,
white as a hand in the dark.
She lifts the lamp to see his face,
the silver ladle of his throat.
The boy, the beast, and the butterfly
The sea is a morgue, the sea is a morgue,
the needle and the gun
These things [G]float in blood
that has no [Em]name
The telegraph poles are
crosses on the line
Rusted pins, not enough saviors to hang
She blesses the road,
[A]the robe and the road
and the noose [Em]of vine,
and she waits beneath the triangle,
[G]formed by [Em]Mercury, an evening star,
the fifth planet with its blistering
And the soaring eagle
above into the west
The boy, the beast,
and the [A]butterfly[Em][A][Em][A][Em]
[A]She walks across a bridge of magpies,
[Em]her hollow tongue
fills the brightness with wa[A]ter
an[Em]d in the wink of an eye.
One planet with a glittering [A]womb
[Em]One white crow, one diamond head
[A]Big as the world, big as the world
The [Em]boy, the beast, the [A]butterfly
[Em]Quivering
[G]Above [Asus4]the soar,
[Em]the blis[G]tering s[Em]oar
[G]Of [A]the fifth [Em]planet
Wait, stop, don't forget
Don't forget how I played with you,
how I kissed away your tears.
[A]Don't [Em]forget the white mouth
[A]of the sun[Em] smiles on[G]
[A]his beauti[Em]ful tongue.
A seed, a flight.
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