Silverfishes Lyrics

Silverfishes - Frontier Ruckus
Email: sskinner@wit.edu
Deadmalls & Nightfalls: Track 5
Matthew Milia: songs, voice, guitar, harmonica, pedal steel
David W. Jones: banjo, voice, dobro
Zachary Nichols: brass, singing-saw, melodica, keyboards
Ryan Etzcorn: drums, percussion
Intro: OTHERCHORDS
Am C C# D(no5) Fmaj7 Em Riff A (A) A/C#
Verse I:
A bright-night-kitchen moth and the washcloth that I use
C# D(no5)
For the refuse
That is littering all of your clues
Am C C# D(no5)
Orion is dead and gone but something in it still be-longs to me
The bright night I see
High hot-time all the braggarts drag
Their boats down to the water
D(no5)
She dragged down to drown each and every
Brown rag I bought her
The silverfish they ditch their skins as
The Saturday air raid beg-ins
D(no5)
Pitching exoskeletons
Revolting in their molting
Dont you know Im just like that?
You can tell where Ive been at
D(no5)
On every doormat I have sat
A relic so an-gelic
Oh the once hard-biting night
Now ruthlessly a toothless sight to see
Verse II:
A shot down Telegraph with a hot laugh as we cruise
C# D(no5)
Through the sinews
Connecting all of your clues
The blinds they clap for the
The napping overheated tangles
Daytime may climb high until the dusk sucks out
All that it mangles
Melting with the blacktop moms
On a bed of palms and psalms
Immersed in the universe
Of off-ramp proms and sitcoms
Sylvan Lake and in between
Perpetually like Halloween
I saw you
In the dormitory with the warming glory
Of the harvest
The pilings of the night are whiling out
Where their forms are the largest
Bridge:
Am C D(no5) Fmaj7 Em
Feeling about half as vicious
As all the silverfishes crawl
If I truly am a coward
Memory-fueled and fear-powered
Ill be damned
But if I were
That gorgeous blur
Id be
Sure
Horn & Banjo Solo Section: Play verse Chords four times through. 2 bars for horn and 2
bars for banjo.
Verse III:
A bright-night-kitchen moth and the washcloth that I use
C# D(no5)
For the refuse
That is littering all of your clues
Tripped up on the alley-weed
Through which I elbowed and kneed
The bottle of my beer emptied
And I was warm and fluid
The body is a bottle, I guess
That I would like to throttle, yes
Mottled skin and spilling sin
And a holiness so stupid
The heaven that I long to see
The undone linearity
Ive pro- ven
Is all the love Ive tried to show
Buried where those buildings glow
Fmaj7 Em (Riff)
And ruined?
Am(let ring)
Sources:
http://www.youtube.com/watch'v=DK6kG7MpWfA
http://www.frontierruckus.com/songbook/
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