Ho G t breath, rough skin
warm laughs, Cadd9 and smiling,
the lovliest Em words
whispered and D meant
you lik Cadd9 e all these things.
But though you like D all these things
you love a G stone.
You love a Cadd9 stone,
because it' D s smooth and i Am t's cold.
And you'd love Em most
to be t D old
that it's all you Cadd9 r own.
You love white G veins,
you love hard D grey,
the heaviest Am weight,
the clumsiest sh Cadd9 ape,
the earthiest sm Em ell,
the hollowest to D ne
you love a stone Cadd9 .
Bridge: G D Am Cadd9
And I'm found too G fast,
called too fond of flames,
and then I'm phoning my Cadd9 friends,
and then I'm shouldering the blame,
while you're picking Em pebbles
out of the D drain,
miles Cadd9 ago.
You're out singing G songs,
and I'm down shouting names
at the flickerless Cadd9 screen,
going fucking insane.
Am I losing my c Em ool,
overstating my D case?
Well, baby what Cadd9 can I say?
You know I D never claimed
that I was a G stone.
And you love a Cadd9 stone.
You love white G veins,
you love hard D grey,
the heaviest Am weight,
the clumsiest Cadd9 shape,
the earthiest Em smell,
the hollowest D tone
you love Cadd9 a stone.
Bridge: G D Am Cadd9 (x2) G
You love a Cadd9 stone,
because it's D dark
and it's Am old
and if it could Em start
being D alive
you'd stop living Cadd9 alone.
(quieter, don't strum as much)
And I think I beli G eve
that if stones could D dream
they'd dream of being Am laid
side-by-side piece-by- Cadd9 piece
and turned into a Em castle
for some towering D queen
they're unable to Cadd9 know.
And when that queen's G daughter
came of D age,
I think she'd be Am lovely
and stubborn and Cadd9 brave,
and suitors would Em journey
from kingdoms D away
just to make themsel Cadd9 ves known.
And I think that I G know
the bitter dism D ay
of a lover who b Am rought
fresh brouquets every d Cadd9 ay
when she turned him Em away
to remember some D knave
who once gave just one r Cadd9 ose, one day, years ago.
The end:
G D Am Cadd9 X4
G
Okkervil River
A Stone
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