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Lake Song

The Decemberists

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D  [Verse] Em Down by the lake We were overturning pebbles                                   D And upending all the animals alight Em And I took a drag From your cigarette and pinched it 'Tween my finger and my thumb           D Till it died         Em                     D And the sun burned low on the radio Em Say that you will Say you will or will you won't Or you whatever you prevaricate             D Your whole life, don't you? Em This much I can say: I would've waited till the oceans Fell Away and all the sunken cities                  D Would reveal themselves to you          Em But you won't, will you?               D Because you never do         Em And the sun burned through                D Sweet as honeydew  [Chorus]     Bm And I A                         G Seventeen and terminally fey  F#m                              Em I wrote it down and threw it all away                                G Never gave a thought to what I'd paid     Bm And you A                             G Sibylline, reclining in your pew F#m                             Em You tattered me, you tethered me to you                                 G The things you would and wouldn't do                                  D To tell the truth I never had a clue  [Instrumental] Em   D  [Verse] Em Now we arise To curse those young suburban villains                                           D And their ill-begotten children from the lawn Em Come to me now And on this station wagon window Set the ghost of your two footprints                  D That they might haunt me when you're gone              Em And when the light broke dawn           D You were forever gone         Em But I remember you, you were full                               D You were full and sweet as honeydew  [Chorus]    Bm And I A                        G Seventeen and terminally fey F#m                            Em I wrote it down and threw it all away                            G And never gave a thought to what I paid      Bm        A                         G And you all sibylline, reclining in your pew F#m                                  Em You tattered me, you tethered me to you                                   G The things you would and wouldn't do                                D You noticed how I never had a clue Never had a clue You were full and sweet as honeydew You were full and sweet as honeydew

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