Sapokanikan

Joanna Newsom

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Tom:
C D F The cause is Ozymandian
C D F The map of Sapokanikan
C G Is sanded and bevelled
Bb F The land lorn and levelled
Am D# Dm D# 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 D# Dm D# And-famous-to-all-of-the-ages rag [Chorus]
Bb Gm D# Bb Sang: Do you love me?
Bb Gm D# Bb Will you remember?
Bb Gm D# Bb The snow falls above me
Bb Gm D# Bb The renderer renders:
F D# Gm 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 D# Dm D# 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 D# Dm D# Through parks where pale colonnades arch in marble and steel [Chorus]
Bb Gm D# Bb Where all of the twenty-thousand attending your footfall
Bb Gm D# 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
D# Bb Lost in obsolescence
Bb Gm The text will not yield, nor x-ray reveal
D# Bb With any fluorescence
F D# Gm G# Where the hand of the master begins and ends
Bb Gm D# Bb I fell, I tried to do well but I won't be
Bb Gm D# Bb Will you tell the one that I love to remember and hold me
Bb Gm D# Bb I call and call for the doctor
Bb Gm D# Bb But the snow swallows me whole with ol' Florry Walker
F D# Gm And the event lives only in print [Outro]
C# 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 preceeded 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 Swearing that our hair stood on end
C 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! O God!
Bb C Am Dm Go out, 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
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