Ezra Furman – Grand Mal (Guitar)

     E
I believe in the shiver

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that comes in and takes over.

         E
I don't wait 'til it's over.

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I bathe in its waves.

        E
To the sea from the river

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I'm swept and pulled under.

         E
I will never recover.

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I won't be the same.

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It can happen whenever.

    A
I don't hold the lever.

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The shiver that severs

      A
the heart from the brain.

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And it burns through the tethers

       A
on electrical pathways.

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It hangs me up halfways

          A
between heaven and plain.

          E
And from here I see clearly

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across rolling meadows,

   E
around the earth curving

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and surging in pain.

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It's the circle that holds me.

     A
A wedding ring rolling

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across a black table

   A
on a wedding day.