Sufjan Stevens – Death With Dignity (Ukulele)

Emaj [4442]
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A|4-------4------|
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Amaj [6454]
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E|----4-------4--|
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Bmaj [8676]
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***KEEP IN MIND***
When Amaj is shown twice in a row, the pattern goes like this the second time around:
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A|4h6-----6------|
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Emaj                        Amaj
Spirit of my silence, I can hear you,

                       Bmaj
But I’m afraid to be near you,

            Amaj Emaj          Amaj
And I don’t know where to begin,

            Amaj Emaj          Amaj
And I don’t know where to begin.

Emaj                               Amaj
Somewhere in the desert, there’s a forest,

                Bmaj
And an acre before us,

            Amaj Emaj          Amaj
But I don’t know where to begin,

            Amaj Emaj          Amaj
But I don’t know where to begin,

                             Bmaj
Again, I lost my strength completely;

         Amaj
Oh, be near me, 

Emaj       Amaj Emaj
Tired, old mare

                          Amaj
With the wind in your hair.

Emaj                        Amaj
Amethyst and flowers on the table,

                 Bmaj
Is it real or a fable?

          Amaj   Emaj            Amaj
Well I suppose a friend is a friend,

           Amaj Emaj           Amaj
And we all know how this will end.

Emaj                               Amaj
Chimney swift that finds me, be my keeper,

                   Bmaj
Silhouette of the cedar;

             Amaj     Emaj           Amaj
What is that song you sing for the dead?

             Amaj     Emaj           Amaj
What is that song you sing for the dead?

                             Bmaj
I see the signal searchlight strike me

         Amaj Emaj  Amaj Emaj
In the window of my room,

                        Amaj Emaj Amaj
Well I got nothing to prove;

                        Amaj Emaj Amaj
Well I got nothing to prove.

Emaj                         Amaj
I forgive you, mother, I can hear you,

                   Bmaj
And I long to be near you,

          Amaj Emaj         Amaj
But every road leads to an end;

          Amaj Emaj         Amaj
But every road leads to an end.

                       Bmaj
Your apparition passes through me

        Amaj
In the willows;

Emaj     Amaj Emaj
Five red hens;

                       Amaj Emaj Amaj
You’ll never see us again;

                       Amaj Emaj Amaj
You’ll never see us again.