Glass and the Ghost Children
Tuning :Eb
Em6 A
Em6 A
Em6 A
Em6 A
Em6 A Em6 A
To the centre of the earth, or anywhere that god decides
Em6 A
Full of fever pulling forth, We hear our call as all
Em6 A Em6 A
Into the centre of the earth, as written in
Em6 A
DNA is reaching out, to your frequency
Em6 A
Em6 A
I want to live
Em6 A
Don’t want to die
Em6 A
I want to live
Em6 A
I want to try
Em6 A
All in prayer, prayer in all
Em6 A
All are scared, scared of all
Black rooms are calling, to men in leather coats
White labs are cooking up the silver ghost
The glass migrates under, her translucent skin
And all the spiders wonder, what we’ve got us in
Em6 A
All is you, you are all
Em6 A
All with you, you in all
Em6 A
Em6 A
I want to live
Em6 A
Don’t want to die
Em6 A
I want to live
Em6
I want to try
Em7 Dsus2 | Em7 Dsus2
Em7 Dsus2
So beats the final coda, of a vinyl storm
Em7 Dsus2
One more cherry cola, to lift up her dead arms
Em7 Dsus2
A dream of soft focus sunsets, filters through the din
Em7 Dsus2
We are losing contact, as she dials away
Em7 Dsus2
She can hear glass calling, or is it someone that looks like him?
Em7 Dsus2
She eyes TV reflection, and nods a knowing look
Em7 Dsus2
She says it doesn’t matter, she never liked her looks
Em7 Dsus2
I have seen a thousand fractures, I have seen everything
Em7 Dsus2
Cause knowing is its own answer, love something in a book
Em7 Dsus2
There’s not much left to ponder, not much left to cook
Em7 Dsus2
As she counted the spiders, as they crawled up inside her
Em7 Dsus2
As she counted the spiders, as they crawled up inside her
Em7 Dsus2
As she counted the spiders, as they crawled up inside her
Em7 Dsus2
As she counted the spiders, as they crawled up inside her
Em7 Bm7
As she counted the spiders, ah-ahh
End on Em7
Tuning :Eb
Em6 A
Em6 A
Em6 A
Em6 A
Em6 A Em6 A
To the centre of the earth, or anywhere that god decides
Em6 A
Full of fever pulling forth, We hear our call as all
Em6 A Em6 A
Into the centre of the earth, as written in
Em6 A
DNA is reaching out, to your frequency
Em6 A
Em6 A
I want to live
Em6 A
Don’t want to die
Em6 A
I want to live
Em6 A
I want to try
Em6 A
All in prayer, prayer in all
Em6 A
All are scared, scared of all
Black rooms are calling, to men in leather coats
White labs are cooking up the silver ghost
The glass migrates under, her translucent skin
And all the spiders wonder, what we’ve got us in
Em6 A
All is you, you are all
Em6 A
All with you, you in all
Em6 A
Em6 A
I want to live
Em6 A
Don’t want to die
Em6 A
I want to live
Em6
I want to try
Em7 Dsus2 | Em7 Dsus2
Em7 Dsus2
So beats the final coda, of a vinyl storm
Em7 Dsus2
One more cherry cola, to lift up her dead arms
Em7 Dsus2
A dream of soft focus sunsets, filters through the din
Em7 Dsus2
We are losing contact, as she dials away
Em7 Dsus2
She can hear glass calling, or is it someone that looks like him?
Em7 Dsus2
She eyes TV reflection, and nods a knowing look
Em7 Dsus2
She says it doesn’t matter, she never liked her looks
Em7 Dsus2
I have seen a thousand fractures, I have seen everything
Em7 Dsus2
Cause knowing is its own answer, love something in a book
Em7 Dsus2
There’s not much left to ponder, not much left to cook
Em7 Dsus2
As she counted the spiders, as they crawled up inside her
Em7 Dsus2
As she counted the spiders, as they crawled up inside her
Em7 Dsus2
As she counted the spiders, as they crawled up inside her
Em7 Dsus2
As she counted the spiders, as they crawled up inside her
Em7 Bm7
As she counted the spiders, ah-ahh
End on Em7
