Eskimeaux - The Thunder Answered Back

      G                                                     Em
Oh, how my heart can fly when your smile has good intentions

(and "hi" can mean the world to me)
    G                                 G                            Em
And I know singing makes you shy when it's in front of me and my frienda

(but your singing means the world to me)

G           Em
Oooooh ooooooh
G               Em         G Em
Oooooh ooooooh ooooh ooooh

    G
And how I tried to keep my cool when we disappointed you
    Em
You waxen wing, you foolish thing

(You waxen wing, you foolish thing)
    G
And oh, how I can still taste your tongue-tied stare upon my face
    Em
You dirty look, you burning bush

(You dirty look, you burning bush)

   G
So here I sit, I've come to rest some weight upon your little chest
    Em
You free-for-all, you wrecking ball

(You free-for-all, you wrecking ball)
G
Hovering next to your bed, to lay waste to your healthy head
    Em
You spider web, you dance of death

(You spider web, you dance of death)

G           Em
Oooooh ooooooh
G               Em
Oooooh ooooooh ooooh ooooh

G
I believe you'd be so cold to leave me hanging all day long
    Em
You prickly frost, you courage lost

(You prickly frost, you courage lost)
    G
But I could never be so mad to shake you by the shoulders screaming
Em
You coward!
Em
You hummingbird!
Em
You coward!
Em
You hummingbird!
Em
You coward!
Em
You hummingbird!
Em
You coward!
Em
You hummingbird!
Em
You coward!
Em
You hummingbird!
Em
You coward!
Em
You hummingbird!

                G                  Em
I screamed out, "how'd it get this bad?"
        G                Em
And the thunder answered back
        G                 Em            G                Em
"If you know not what you lack then you must unturn your back
       G           Em               G                Em
Your inside is overcast and you are tethered to your past
            G                 Em           G                Em
And it must feel like fucking hell to be a patchwork of yourself

                 G                            Em
A bunch of scraps thrown and sewn around your bones
                       G                      Em
And though you're alone it's holding you too tightly
                G                             Em
A bunch of scraps thrown and sewn around your bones
                       G                      Em
And though you're alone it's holding you too tightly

    G           Em
But who are you?
          G            Em
From where do you come?
G               Em
What do you believe in?
        G             Em
And whom do you love?"