Tonart: C# minor•
Verse 1
C#m
October 27th, 2018
D#
B
E
I'm writing you one last time,
C#m
Monica
Norleen
It was nice to see you that
C#m
I'm sure you were a warrior
in a previous incarnation
G#
C#m
Mia must have been a rabbit or an ostrich
B
Or a pile of trembling leaves sewn
C#m
B
together with cross -stitch
F#
B
C#m
My anxiety has been
A
B
holding me hostage
C#m
I've developed this problem
B
with a really tough itch
F#
C#m
B
C#m
I went to the clinic to
E
C#m
Cried a little in front of
the physician
B
Ointments and sedatives and antibiotics
C#m
Went home with a bag full
C#m
The best is the sedatives,
G#
F#
they work well but softly
B
E
I don't scratch myself in sleep,
C#m
I pass out like a baby
A
When I wake up I'm rested,
G#
C#m
The only bad thing is the strange
G#
dreams that haunt me
B
in a village with teepees
C#m
The branches from old
A
E
F#
A woman carrying a baby greets me, says she's glad that I came,
G#
she's been trying to reach me
C#m
G#
She shows me around, the villagers are happy,
E
C#m
they give me some wine and flowers to greet me
A
Their society's based on a
F#
They've dealt with the climate,
G#
injustice and patriarchy
C#m
Cause this is the future,
G#
I can tell from their technology
B
E
But they use it for good,
F#
C#m
and they use it so sparsely
A
They are not but slaves under
F#
The cog wheels turn only when
G#
they think it's necessary
E
And the woman grabs my arm,
B
she looks me in the eye
C#m
She's contacted me,
B
cause she's worried about her time
A
E
This fu ture is only one of many lies
F#
G#
That we can potentially walk down,
F#
When I wake up I giggle,
C#m
cause it seems kinda cringey
F#
I think about their village,
C#m
what a bunch of fucking hippies
F#
This must be because I
C#m
read that book by
Marge
Piercy
A
Where some people from the
G#
future make contact with
Connie
F#
A wo man in a mental institu
B
C#m
tion in the seventies
F#
And show her the world as one
B
C#m
of many possibilities
F#
And instill in her the hope to
C#m
B
fight for humanity
C#m
A
I love that book,
G#
but as a document of history
E
Cause now it seems strange to
B
hope for anything at all
C#m
When every step forward
B
seems in finitely small
A
Save the polar caps from melting
E
by recycling milk bottles
All the
F#
G#
CEOs are flying their pets to ski lodges
E
How vulnerable it is when someone
C#m
Instead of just saying
A
How easy it is to laugh at
F#
G#
After decades of being spoon -fed dystopia
C#m
G#
I rub my cordless anointment on my eczema
B
E
I take my sedatives and crawl
A
Keep treating the outside,
F#
Keep treating the symptoms,
G#
not the root of the problems
C#m
And in my next dream the
E
And this time she's shouting,
C#m
cause her signal is fading
A
E
F#
I wake up sweating, my skin is itching I put some ice on it,
G#
then sit down in the
kitchen
C#m
over pigeons, building
B
A
CEOs and children I'm gripped
E
by a love for this world that
we live in.
F#
And I think about a quote from
Le
Guin,
B
its power seems inescapable.
C#m
B
So did the divine right of kings.
A
E
Any human power can be resisted
F#
G#
and changed by human beings.
C#m
G#
There's a dying light in the dis tance
E
C#m
that beckons, as the clocks are rapidly running out of seconds,
A
E
this is where I get off,
reckon.
F#
Take care of yourself, your friend
Jens
Ligman.
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