Chris Walla - Its Unsastainable Chords

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1 1 1 3 3 7 3

0 2 2 0 2 8 3

2 2 3 0 0 8 3

3 0 3 2 0 6 1

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I was busy, I was occupied

I was burning the fields

A wind of black was blowing over me

and when the cilia revealed all the ash lining my lungs

I heard a song, I heard a whispering

I gave my torch to the flame

I counted out the numbers silently

a list of places and names

that I'd best get back to, at least

were I soon to find leave or release

To sing again, now and then

now, at least

On to death, and on to dignity

on to flowering the grave

on to faith, and on to piety

on to sending away

all the tools our dynasty yields

All these papers and axles and wheels

on to quiet, on to silence

on to still


It's not unsustainable

so don't even try to explain me away

We can make it, love

we can bend at the knees

we can fall and still we can recover

we can recover

It's not unsustainable

Don't say it

Don't say it

it's not unsustainable


Enjoy! :)