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emerging

--mike woj

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A                        D
I am hungry, but I'm not cold.
D                                   F#m
I'm starving, but the suit keeps me warm.
A                                   E
and the light hits me full in the face
      F#m               D
as I assume my new and dreadful form.

A

A                   D
kick an incubator open
D                     F#m
and like a flower in bloom
A
sustenance, blessed sustenance
Bm               D
oozing from the tomb

D                            A   F#m             D
I know that sleeping bodies hide sweet things inside.

A

and in the ever present light
and in my ever growing needs
if a man should crest the ridge,
he's going to have to watch me feed.

but no one's ever gonna come
and nobody's gonna know
I will sail home again concealed among the upright walking men
to know that sleeping bodies hide sweet things inside.