Mount Eerie – Widows chords

[Verse 1: Phil Elverum & Julie Doiron]

  C#m

G#m         A

It's almost Mother's Day

E                G#          F#m

Me and the other widows will commiserate

C#m                      A E

Alone at Montessori again

G#m            F#m

Straddling two worlds

     C#m   G#m             A

Between the crush of single parenting

        E

And the need for wailing in the woods

F#m

Around a slash pile burning

C#           G#     F#m

Into the night with tear crusted eyes

E  F#m

 

 

[Verse 2: Phil Elverum]

C#m                         A

I know I'm overcompensating

        E  G#         F#m7

In this PTSD disorientation

        C#m7              G#m                A

From my brief time in the rich part of the city

        E                G#m

Now my hands stink like salmon skin

F#m

Left out in the rain in the ash

       C#5                   G#5

Of the fire from last night

           F#m5

I haven't bathed in a while

               E

And no one's near me

 

 

[Verse 3: Phil Elverum & Julie Doiron]

    G#m        F#m

(If there's significance in where you live

C#m          G#m          F#m

Let it all go and follow love and intuition)

           E                G#m            F#m

Today the tabloids told the world you separated me

 

(And see what's there)

   C#m          G#m              A

My phone began dinging more than usual

 

(In the open sky)

                     E                 G#m               F#m

It was just like the day they found out that we'd gotten married

 

(Because we're all gonna die)

  C#m         B

Unwanted attention

         A                 E                   G#                  F#m

From an inhumane delirious absurd other world that keeps trying to eat you

 

 A

[Verse 4: Phil Elverum & Julie Doiron]

             C#m      G#m7         A

I woke up quivering, raw, and heartbroken again

         E               G#m

Took my daughter to the garbage dump

    F#m

And rifled through the free pile

          C#m             G#m

And stood next to the pit

    A                         E         G#m

The crows and ravens circling spoke to us

             F#m            C#m  G#m

And we spoke back to them

     A

But nothing is real

              E       G#m   F#m

Except this one thing

 

 

[Outro: Phil Elverum]

C#m           B        A                              C#m           B

Please remember at the bookstore in the poetry corner upstairs

                A

I slept with my head on your lap

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