Tom: C
C
Oh Mikhaela you have burned me
Am
You have taken me and turned me
F G
Into a cloud of smoke lost on a humming wind
C
Were we wrestling or were we hugging?
Am
and these backpacks we were lugging
F G
what deep damage we have done, you were my friend
C
though the last three years were sunny,
Am
thunderclouds shaded my tummy
F G
now let the breeze be felt, let go my pale skin
Am
oh the blow
C
oh the blow you have my hunger
Am
you have my quake, you have my thunder
F G
and when I turned to go then you took my best friend
C
You omnivore devouring blindly
Am
I heard your slurping sounds behind me
F G
As I ran you took the joy of giving in
C
I give up on your dark looming
Am
I see you I say, "Good bye human"
F G
Now give him back, give it back I want my own wind
Am
To blow
