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Paper Forest In The Afterglow Of Rapture ukulele

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        Am   F   C   G
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         0   1   3   3
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 Am                          F 
 You're not unlucky, you're just not very smart
  C                                             G
 These things will never leave you - they're as close as you can get
  Am                       F                         C             G
 To a blueprint for the future - but you can call it fate.
                 Am                                F
 It's like these days I have to write down almost every thought I've held,
     C                         G
 So scared I am becoming of forgetting how it felt,
    Am                                F
 And these fears they will unravel me one day,
                  C               G
 But still I am afraid.



 Am            F
 But I'm blessed -
         C            G
 Just to be, more or less -
 Am                            F                                  C         G
 Standing in the afterglow of rapture with the words the rapture left
 Am        F
 Oh blessed - 
         C            G
 Just to be, more or less -
 Am                            F                                   C        G
 Standing in the afterglow of rapture with the words the rapture left.



            Am
 Now you're blessed amongst all women,
       F
 Now a man who's very good,
     C                                 G
 He tells you how you feel until your life is understood,
        Am                                  F
 And he leads you through it arm in arm as though
                              C                G
 There was a map to guide the way.
           Am                                 F
 Now you write because you love him, now you write because he's kind,
       C                                 G
 You write so much, you look up and you wrote yourself behind,
            Am                         F                           C             G
 And you're standing in a labyrinth of paper and the map has been erased.



          Am       F
 But you're blessed -
         C            G
 Just to be, more or less -
  Am                            F                                 C            G
 Standing in the afterglow of rapture with the words the rapture left.
        Am      F
 Are you blessed?
         C             G
 Just to be, more or less?
           Am                             F                                C          G
 Now you're standing in the afterglow of rapture, but there is no rapture left.



instrumental part repeats Am F C G



     Am                              F
 Oh come, and we will celebrate the things that make us real,
       C                                G
 The things that break us open, and the things that make us feel
            Am                           F
 Like these accidental meetings up and partings of the way
                      C                                   G
 Are not so much our choice but in the blood of how we're made,
               Am                               F
 It's like the way I have to write down almost everything I see,
              C                                 G
 So that the record does obscure the thing the record used to be,
       Am
 And I know I'm not unlucky,
       F               C          G
 I was just born this way.
         Am F C G
 But I'm blessed.


        Am                            F
 Now a paper forest grows up in the supermarket aisles,
      C                                G
 The baby born with teeth looks at its mother and it smiles,
          Am
 And we all fall down
                       F                 C           G
 Like wind blows through the paper forest.
       Am                           F
 And a paper forest grows up in the supermarket aisles,
      C                                G
 The baby born with teeth looks at its mother and smiles,
          Am
 And we all fall down
                      F                 C           G
 As wind blows through the paper forest.
        Am                           F
 And a paper forest grows up in the supermarket aisle
     C                                      G
 Alarm clock fingers turn they're counting seconds like they're miles
            Am                              F                 C
 And you say, "wake up now, 'cause I can see no paper forest.

            
            
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