Pagoda - Death To Birthadd

Fm CFrom ripe, to greenC# D#Too real, too lateFm CShould I lie down, or stand upC# D#Or walk around again?Fm CMy eyes finally right opened outC# D#My eyes finally right opened shutFm CTo find my fount of soundC# D#That Ears the touch of my tearsFm CSmell the taste of all we wasteC# D#Could feed the othersFm CBut we smother each other with the nettle C# D#And Pucker the sour sugar sweet weatherFm CIt blows through our trees, swims through our seesC# D#Flies to the last gasp left on this earth,Fm C C# D#Oh ohoh oh-oh ohFm C C# D#It's a long lonely journey from death to birthFm C C# D#It's a long lonely journey from death toFm C C# D#It's a long lonely journey from death to birthFm C C# D#It's a long lonely journey from death to ...birthFm CShould I die again? Should I die around?C# D#The pounds of matter willing to spaceFm C C# D#I know I'll never know until I come face to faceFm CWith my own cold dead faceC# D#Oh With my own wooden caseFm CYou with me la la ohohohFm C C# D#It's a long lonely journey from death to birthFm C C# D#It's a long lonely journey from death toFm C C# D#It's a long lonely journey from death to birthFm C C# D#It's a long lonely journey from death to ...birth