Sylvan Esso - Funeral singers

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The ^Bb5book is aching for the tree Re^F5turn, return, return to me ^Ab5All my friends, all my friends ^Eb5All are my friends are ^Ebweeds and rain ^Bb5All my friends are half-gone birds Are ^F5magnets all my friends are words ^Ab5All my friends are ^Eb5funeral singers ^Eb5Funeral singers, funeral singers ^Bb5Wail^F5ing^{Ab5 Eb5 Eb}

A ^Bb5spark is aching for the light Re^F5turn, return, return tonight ^Ab5All my friends, All my friends, ^Eb5All my friends are keeping time ^Bb5All my friends have just quit trying ^F5All my friends are ^Eb5funeral singers, funeral singers, funeral singers ^Bb5Wail^F5ing^{Ab5 Eb5 Eb}

^Bb5Wail^F5ing^{Ab5 Eb5 Eb}