Pagoda - Death To Birthadd

Bm          F#
From ripe, to green
G        A
Too real, too late
Bm                 F#
Should I lie down, or stand up
G       A
Or walk around again?
Bm                   F#
My eyes finally right opened out
G             A
My eyes finally right opened shut
Bm                     F#
To find my fount of sound
G                  A
That Ears the touch of my tears
Bm                 F#
Smell the taste of all we waste
G        A
Could feed the others
Bm                  F#
But we smother each other with the nettle
    G        A
And Pucker the sour sugar sweet weather
Bm                          F#
It blows through our trees, swims through our sees
G                     A
Flies to the last gasp left on this earth,
Bm          F#          G    A
Oh       ohoh          oh-oh         oh

Bm     F#           G     A
It's a long lonely journey from death to birth
Bm     F#           G     A
It's a long lonely journey from death to
Bm     F#           G     A
It's a long lonely journey from death to birth
Bm     F#           G     A
It's a long lonely journey from death to    ...birth
Bm                  F#
Should I die again? Should I die around?
G      A
The pounds of matter willing to space
Bm                  F#  G  A
I know I'll never know until I come face to face
Bm          F#
With my own cold dead face
G       A
Oh With my own wooden case
Bm        F#
You with me la la ohohoh
Bm     F#           G     A
It's a long lonely journey from death to birth
Bm     F#           G     A
It's a long lonely journey from death to
Bm     F#           G     A
It's a long lonely journey from death to birth
Bm     F#           G     A
It's a long lonely journey from death to  ...birth