Dustine

Tuning: D# G# C# F# A# D# (half step down) Intro A A Bm D (x2) [Verso 1] A A Bm D My sister is a river and I'm a figurine A A Bm D Made from the dust of my brother and midribs of maple leaves A A Bm D Dad had clinics in dead malls. Dispensing destinies A A Bm D Out on the knife of Virginia. Cutting Kentucky and Tennessee {Break 1} A A Bm D (x2) [Verso 2] A A Bm D My sister says there is a next life but no one I know will be there A A Bm D I'll have seven senses and singing rings A A Bm D Hallucination hydrangeas. Erupt in the reverse breeze A A Bm D Men in these parts fenced their gardens with the skeletons of Cherokees {Break 2} A A Bm D (x4) [Ponte] F#m G A D A D In bands of static. The cries of vile guys she'd find in dives and F#m G A D A D Bring on back to the attic. Meat to sate the howling shades that wait in F#m G A D A D Tesseractic shadow. Dosed the wine and flash that awful smile and F#m G The fear floods into their eyes D I don't feel right D I don't feel right {Break 3} A A Bm D (x2) quiet A A Bm D (x4) loud {Finale} F#m G Deflecting hexes A D A D The vengeful dead those scumbags wept and bled when F#m G They look into my secret eyes A D A D They'll rot on top of ziggurats for eons F#m G And wake up next to strange wives A D A D God, a girl her pearls dead worlds we're hurtling through F#m G Days generated by rules F#m G Written in dazzling rooms F#m G Oh, every black hole sings the tune D I'm composing D Sad and lovely D And it's nothing D Really nothing Outro A A Bm D (x2) quiet