Epilogue The Antlers
Epilogue - The Antlers
By: Joe Weitzel
[Em] [Bm] [Am] [C] [Bm] [Am] [C] [D]
In a [G]nightmare, I am [Bm]falling from the [C]ceiling into [G]bed besi[F#]de you.
You're a[Em]sleep, I'm screaming, [Am]shoving you to [C]try to wake you [D]up.
And like [G]before, you've got no [Bm]interest in the [C]life you live when [G]you're
Your [Em]dreams still follow [Am]storylines, like [C]fictions you would make.[D]
So I lie [G]down against your [Bm]back, until we're [C]both back in the [G]hospital[F#].
But [Em]now it's not a [Am]cancer ward, we're [C]sleeping in the morgue[D].
Men and [G]women in blue and [Bm]white, they are [C]singing all [G]around you[F#],
With heavy [Em]shovels holding [Am]earth, you're being [C]buried to you [D]neck.
In that [G]hospital [Bm]bed, being [C]buried quite [G]alive now.[F#]
I'm trying to [Em]dig you out but [Am]all you want is to be [C]buried there [D]together.
and [G]hurting me,
and then [Am]smiling,
I've woken [G]up, I'm in our [Bm]bed, but there's no [C]breathing body [G]there [F#]beside me.
[Em]Someone must have [Am]taken you while [C]I was stuck asleep[D].
But I know [G]better as my [Bm]eyes adjust, you've been [C]gone for quite [G]awhile now[F#],
And I don't work [Em]there in the [Am]hospital, they [C]had to let me go[D].
When I [G]try to move my [Bm]arms sometimes, they [C]weigh too much to [G]lift.[F#]
I think you [Em]buried me a[Am]wake, my one and [C]only parting [D]gift.
But you [G]return to me at [Bm]night, just when I [C]think I may have [G]fallen [F#]asleep.
Your [Em]face is up [Am]against mine, and I'm too [C]terrified to [D]speak.
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