A Stone Chords by Okkervil River

[Bb] _ Hot breath, _ rough skin, _ [Eb] warm _ laughs and smiling
The [Gm] loveliest words _ [F] whispered and meant
You [Eb] like all these things
But _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ [Eb] _
_ _ though you [F] like all these things
You [Bb] love a stone, _ _ _ you [Eb] love a stone
_ _ _ Because [F] it's smooth _ [Fm] _ _ _ [Cm] and it's cold
_ And [Gm] you'd love most to [F] be told that it's all [Eb]
your own
_ _ [Bb] _ You love white veins, you love [F] heart grey
The [Cm] heaviest weight, the [Eb] clumsiest shape
The [Gm] earthiest smell, the [F] hollowest tone
You [Eb] love a stone _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
[C] _ [Cm] _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ When I'm found [Bb] too fast, called too fond of flames
Then I'm phoning [Eb] my friends, then I'm shouldering the blame
While you're [Gm] picking pebbles out [F] of the drain
_ [Eb] _ _ Miles ago
And _ you're out [Bb] singing songs, and I'm down shouting names
At the [Eb] flickerless screen, going fucking insane
Am I [Gm] losing my cool, overstating [F] my case?
Well baby, [Eb] what can I say? _
You know [F] I never claimed that I [Bb] was a stone _ _
And you [Eb] love a stone _ _ _
[Bb] You love white veins, you love [F] heart grey
The [Cm] heaviest weight, the [Eb] clumsiest shape
The [Gm] earthiest smell, the [F] hollowest tone
You [Eb] love a stone _ _ _
_ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
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You love [Eb] a stone _ _ _
Because [F] it's dark _ _ _
And [Cm] it's old
_ And if it [Gm] could start being [F] alive
You'd stop living [Eb] alone
And _ I think I [Bb] believe that if stones [F] could dream
They'd dream of [Cm] being laid side by side, [Eb] piece by piece
And [Gm] turned into a castle for some [F] towering queen
They're unable [Cm] to know
_ [Eb] _ _
And when [Bb] that queen's daughter [F] came of age
Well I think [Cm] she'd be lovely and stubborn [Eb] and brave
And [Gm] suitors would journey from kingdoms [F] away
Just to make [Eb] themselves _ known _ _
And I think [Bb] that I know the bitter [F]
dismay
Of a lover [Eb] who brought fresh bouquets every day
When she turned him [Gm] away to remember [F] some knave
Who once gave [Eb] just one rose one day [Bb] Yes
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