New Year
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It's a new year
In an old house
With more technology you'll never understand
Break out your typewriter
With your thees and thous
Smearing old words with your old hands
You'll call me Cassandra
I'll call you King James
And all we write is true. And all of it insane
But the changing of the seasons will forever stay the same
You say
The infantry's retreating
Like they knew how this would end
Did you hear the Germans lost the war?
I bet they could use a friend
Right now supper's getting cold
Right now God is growing old
Right now dialect is evolving
Outside this house
Or so I'm told
It's a real fear
For you and me
Burning clothing just to keep the winter warm
My fingers trace the gumline
Of a skeleton key
Not caring whether it could open up the door
The faces at the window
Are children in the womb
Black-eyed and still
But growing every day
You'll die on the outside
Or die in this room
Either way
Our infancy's receding
We're a heartbeat from the end
Did you hear the madmen lost the war?
I bet they could use a friend
Right now supper's getting cold
Right now God is growing old
Right now dialect is evolving
Outside this house
Or so I'm told
We're stockpiling warheads
We're stuck in the past
Death is art Truth is beauty
And the first shall be last
You'll call me Athena, I'll call you Monet
When the world is falling down crumbling like clay
We're hiding in caverns
Forgetting our names
We dissolve in our mythology
Like blood in the rain
You'll call me the lion
I'll call you the lamb
I am lost in all you are
You're alive for what I am
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Readable chord sheet for New Year by Thoushaltnot
[Em]It's a new y[C]ear In an old house [G] With more technology you'll n[D]ever understand [Em]Break out your typewr[C]iter With your thees and th[G]ous Smearing old words with your o[D]ld hands [Am]You'll call me Cassan[C]dra I'll call you King Ja[G]mes And all we write is true. And a[D]ll of it insane [Am]But the changing of the se[C]asons will forever stay the s[G]ame You s[D]ay The inf[Em]antry's retreating Like they k[C]new how this would end Did you h[G]ear the Germans lost the war? I bet t[Am]hey could use a friend Right n[D]ow supper's getting cold Right n[C]ow God is growing old Right n[D]ow dialect is evolving [C]Outside this house Or so I'm to[Em]ld It's a real fear For you and me Burning clothing just to keep the winter warm My fingers trace the gumline Of a skeleton key Not caring whether it could open up the door The faces at the window Are children in the womb Black-eyed and still But growing every day You'll die on the outside Or die in this room Either way Our infancy's receding We're a heartbeat from the end Did you hear the madmen lost the war? I bet they could use a friend Right now supper's getting cold Right now God is growing old Right now dialect is evolving Outside this house Or so I'm told [Am]We're stockpiling w[C]arheads We're stuck in the p[G]ast Death is art Truth is [D]beauty And the first shall be la[Am]st You'll call me Ath[C]ena, I'll call you Mo[G]net When the world is falling do[D]wn crumbling like cla[Am]y We're hiding in caverns Forgetting our names We dissolve in our mythology Like blood in the rain You'll call me the lion I'll call you the lamb I am lost in all you are You're alive for what I am