Mezzanine - Ed Tullett
Misc Unsigned Bands
Am G Am G F Am G In foreign tongue, and in later life, Am G Am G F Am G you spoke to me, and trees fell white. Am G Am G F Am G Waned too much, I felt stellar warmth, Am G Am G F Am G cultured dress and nerves that struck in storms. F C Reciprocate, through message in the water, G still, you wanted daughter, F C G warned by denser foes. F C In any age, it was captured in the heart's kiln, G taken by a lone whim, F C G shot through heavy tones. Am G Am G F Am G Made forlorn by the naked form, Am G Am G F Am G solved by any figure, weighed and torn. F C I owed enough, so watched you getting older, G faster when you're colder, F C G warmed by levies owed. F C In heavy lungs, it leaked colour to the former, G beauty wasn't dormant, F C G choked on steady rows. F C Swelling up, the formant made it softer, G passion, inner laughter, F C G mixed in heavy breaths. F C Logic, luck, the east of me was open, G the silence was a token F C G of your weary treads. Am G F Haste, by which I lost colour in, Am G F my eyes grew and washed the trouble in. Am G F Traced in my steps, my chest was cold, Am G F from all over crept the nest untold. F C Celebrate; the hell you'd made was heatproof, G a ceiling made of sweet tooth, F C G haven in the dread. F C Deviate, a collage of a lesser keen, G meet me on the mezzanine F C G and I will shake my head. F C Twenty one, the count was getting shivers, G plenty in my tear ducts, F C G it would make me strong. F C Even young, my arms would show in patches, G if liquid touched your lashes F C G you would claim it wrong.