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Glass And The Ghost Children ukulele

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Glass and the Ghost Children
Tuning :F#
 
Gm6 C 
Gm6 C 
Gm6 C 
Gm6 C 
 
                 Gm6              C              Gm6       C
To the centre of the earth, or anywhere that god decides
              Gm6               C             
Full of fever pulling forth, We hear our call as all
                 Gm6              C              Gm6       C
Into the centre of the earth, as written in 
              Gm6               C             
DNA is reaching out, to your frequency 
 
Gm6 C
              Gm6 C            
I want to live
                 Gm6 C
Don't want to die 
              Gm6 C
I want to live
              Gm6 C            
I want to try 
              Gm6 C            
All in prayer, prayer in all 
                 Gm6 C
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 
 
              Gm6 C            
All is you, you are all 
                 Gm6 C
All with you, you in all 
 
Gm6 C
              Gm6 C            
I want to live
                 Gm6 C
Don't want to die 
              Gm6 C
I want to live
             Gm6
I want to try 
 
Gm7 Fsus2 | Gm7 Fsus2
Gm7                    Fsus2
So beats the final coda, of a vinyl storm 
Gm7                 Fsus2
One more cherry cola, to lift up her dead arms 
Gm7                          Fsus2
A dream of soft focus sunsets, filters through the din 
Gm7                  Fsus2
We are losing contact, as she dials away 
Gm7                       Fsus2
She can hear glass calling, or is it someone that looks like him? 
Gm7                   Fsus2
She eyes TV reflection, and nods a knowing look 
Gm7                       Fsus2
She says it doesn't matter, she never liked her looks 
 
Gm7                             Fsus2
I have seen a thousand fractures, I have seen everything 
Gm7                            Fsus2 
Cause knowing is its own answer, love something in a book 
Gm7                            Fsus2
There's not much left to ponder, not much left to cook 
 
Gm7                       Fsus2
As she counted the spiders, as they crawled up inside her 
Gm7                       Fsus2
As she counted the spiders, as they crawled up inside her 
Gm7                       Fsus2
As she counted the spiders, as they crawled up inside her 
Gm7                       Fsus2
As she counted the spiders, as they crawled up inside her 
Gm7                       Dm7
As she counted the spiders, ah-ahh 
 
End on Em7

            
            
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