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Joanna Newsom
Sapokanikan
C D F
The cause is Ozymandian
C D F
The map of Sapokanikan
C G
Is sanded and beveled
Bb F
The land lorn and leveled
Am EbMaj7 Dm7 EbMaj7
By some unrecorded and powerful hand
[Verse 2]
C D F
Which plays along the monument
C D F
And drums upon a plastic bag
C G Bb F
The brave-men-and-women-so-dear-to-God-
Am EbMaj7 Dm7 EbMaj7
And-famous-to-all-of-the-ages rag
[Chorus]
Bb Gm Eb Bb
Sang: Do you love me?
Bb Gm Eb Bb
Will you remember?
Bb Gm Eb Bb
The snow falls above me
Bb Gm Eb Bb
The renderer renders:
F Eb Gm Dbsus2
The event is in the hand of God
[Verse 3]
C D F
Beneath a patch of grass, her
C D F
Bones the old Dutch master hid
C G
While elsewhere Tobias
Bb F
And the angel disguise
Am EbMaj7 Dm7 EbMaj7
What the scholars surmise was a mother and kid
[Verse 4]
C D F
Interred with other daughters
C D F
In dirt in other potters' fields
C G
Above them, parades
Bb F
Mark the passing of days
Am EbMaj7 Dm7 EbMaj7
Through parks where pale colonnades arch in marble and steel
[Chorus]
Bb Gm Eb Bb
Where all of the twenty-thousand attending your footfall
Bb Gm Eb Bb
And the causes they died for are lost in the idling bird calls
Bb Gm
And the records they left are cryptic at best
Eb Bb
Lost in obsolescence
Bb Gm
The text will not yield, nor x-ray reveal
Eb Bb
With any fluorescence
F Eb Gm Dbsus2
Where the hand of the master begins and ends
Bb Gm Eb Bb
I fell, I tried to do well but I won't be
Bb Gm Eb Bb
Will you tell the one that I love to remember and hold me
Bb Gm Eb Bb
I call and call for the doctor
Bb Gm Eb Bb
But the snow swallows me whole with ol' Florry Walker
F Eb Gm
And the event lives only in print
[Outro]
Db
He said:
Bb
"It's alright"
C
And "It's all over now"
Am Dm
And boarded the plane
Bb
His belt unfastened
C Am Dm
The boy was known to show unusual daring
Bb
And, called a "boy"
C Am Dm
This alderman, confounding Tammany Hall
Bb C Am Dm
In whose employ King Tamanend himself preceded John’s fall
Bb
So we all raise a standard
C Am Dm
To which the wise and honest soul may repair
Bb
To which a hunter
C Am Dm
A hundred years from now, may look and despair
Bb
And see with wonder
C Am Dm
The tributes we have left to rust in the parks
Bb C
Swearing that our hair stood on end
Am Dm
To see John Purroy Mitchel depart
Bb C Am Dm
For the Western front where our work might count
Bb C Am Dm
O mercy, exuent! Go out,
Bb C Am Dm
await the hunter to decipher the stone
Bb C Am Dm Bb C Am Dm Bb C Am Dm
And what lies under the city is gone
Bb C Am Dm
Look and despair
Bb C Am Dm
Look and despair
Bb C Am Dm (Fade out)