Current 93: A Gothic Lovesong
Am F G Em
I'm clicking your fingers for a gothic twilight
Am F G Em
That actually existed just in your head
F Em
Your fingernails painted black
F
Or bloodred
G G7
I forget
F G
And your fake-leather volumes
C Am
Jabbering on hell
F G Em Am
Manifest decadence was what you hoped to exhail
F G Am
Your eyes tried so hard to glitter
Am F
A star-snuffing black
G Em
So you opened your books
Am F
And you opened your legs
G Em
And so opened your heart
F Em
And let in the badness
F
You claimed
G G7
As your friend
Am F
With un-angels hovering
G Em
Like flies round the orchard
Am F
That had covered your soul
G Em
Their empire increasing
F Em
And your country
F G G7
Deserted by yourself
F G C Am
The bells of St. Mary call us to remember
F G Em
That life is with end
F G
And the gestures can kill us
C Am
Moreover destroy
F G Am
And there is one judgment only
Am F
Your letters came daily
G Em
In French or in German
Am F
But they meant to me nothing
G Em
I caught the slow cords
F Em F G G7
And dry ice fogging your mind
F G C Am
I see all too clearly now
F G Em
Why you could be discarded
F G
And though I could pray for you
C Am
I probably shan't
F G Em
Having had my cup filled up
F
With your lies
G C Am
And your makeup
F G
You were nothing
C Am
Thinking you're something
F G C Am
And nonetheless I still write this gothic lovesong
F G
A sign to myself
C Am
And the memory of my past
F G C Am
I still write this gothic lovesong
F G
A sign to myself
C Am
And the memory of my past
F G Am
And a way to shut out your face
(I'm not saying this is great, but it works - the original is played on the piano, as
well know. Enjoy, and thanks from the heart Steven Stapleton!)
