The Silver Cord

D Ebmaj7 The apostle of conscious dying Gm D Whispers to me keep on trying D Ebmaj7 Stay tethered to the cosmic sacrum Gm D Safe within the Bardo playground D Ebmaj7 You’ll cry tears that fall up to the sky Gm D While wrathful gods chant your name D You’ll never scream Ebmaj7 You have no breath Gm D No refuge in between your death Ebmaj7 D Am From the womb I materialise G Terrified, uncircumcised D Am My mothers love; Hypericum G Awake for the caesarean D Am Like a dog on a freeway G I commit my life to end it my way D I am deaf Am I am a mute G I am blind G And I have broken through D I am a vessel Am I’m just a poor boy travelling with my G G bodies, bodies, body imagery, imagery D I am free Am I am marooned and tied to my G G bodies, bodies, body imagery, imagery D I am a vessel Am I’m just a poor boy travelling with my G G bodies, bodies, body imagery, imagery D I am free Am I am marooned and tied to my G G bodies, bodies, body imagery, imagery