Sans Soleil

C G D C Am G This has been an awfully costly trip D Taking many parts of me with it C Taken away Am G Finished with the talking about it D C Most my words are hardly making sense anyway Am G This has been an awfully costly trip D But this planet hasn’t lost me yet C Take it away Am G This has been an awfully costly trip D But my body hasn’t rotted yet C Sans Soleil Am G Wrote another eulogy for a friend Em That will stay hidden inside a note pad C Never to be read On a plane, again Devastated while all these strangers are staring Am With mouths agape at my face G Em As if they pity some sort of elephant man C Listening to “Love Song For Dead Che” Followed by “The Requiem” Thinking of short lives Am How Amadeus was 35 when he died G Yet somehow I’m alive Em With both feet standing Galápagos Island C Where Darwin spent five weeks to be immortalized I’m only discovering ways to hide Am G This heart-pounding anxiety from my mother’s eyes Em I feel her sensing that I’m not fine, and she’s right C She sees the creases on my forehead Grow darker from feeling the cold breath of death On the back of my neck each night Am G D C Am G This has been an awfully costly trip D But this planet hasn’t lost me yet C Take it away Am G This has been an awfully costly trip D But my body hasn’t rotted yet C Sans Soleil Am G Wrote a song for Rob called “Survival Part 1” Em Wrote one for Maria called “July It Snowed” C Can’t believe we lost you Sixo Fucking hate the fact that you never got the chance To see your beautiful girls grow Am G Em Bender’s mother handed me a painting of her son smiling C I miss the way he drunk dialed me To speak in Blood Meridian wildly They kicked me out of Canada Never saw him again Am G Niles and I talked death Em About the times we felt numb enough to make life end C A year ago he wrote he had a year left Still didn’t want to believe it when I received the text Am G Cleaned his house spotless Em Fed the pets Wrote a short note C Put a rope around his neck Feel bad I never wrote back about that Death Grips track Am I was hating, now I’ll listen back G D J, Bryan, AJ, Noah - Fucking Smack C Such beautiful art stopped dead in its tracks by track marks Am Figurines of sad, fat luck cats sit armless in bodegas G Wish I could have saved you D Wish I could have saved you all C I wish I saved you Wish I could have saved you Am G Today the perfectly curated image galleries of their lives D Are left on social media sites Frozen in time C Pretty girls on the internet ask me if I’m fine I reply “I’m alive, alright?” Am G D C 4x