Chanson Du Bon Chose Paroles

E F
and it was five-sixteen a.m. - the air was sharp and cool

Am C D
and i wondered where you buried our dark little jewel

G D
and the heat rising, in the room

C D
i am digging graves. i am digging graves

G D
and the water boiling, on the stove

C D
i am digging graves. i am digging graves


bursting into blossom inside of us both with the sun coming up and
me holding onto you

and your body breathing on mine
i am digging graves. i am digging graves
and your hands running through my hair
i am digging graves. i am digging graves