Pagoda - Death To Birthadd

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

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