Villagers - Memoir

Am
the city lights are beckoning
C
the sirens softly call
Am C F
of the fantasist and fetishists are preparing the ball
F C F C
when you’ve been stuck here on the doorstep with nothing to forsake
F E Am
well you might as well be anyone’s to take

Am
so i give myself to strangers
C
like i gave myself to you
Am C F
but the tenderness are felt has been replaced by something new
F C F C
and in the orgy i can vaguely hear the outline of your call
F E Am
well i might as well be anyone’s at all

Am
every memory is sailing
C
to the kingdom of your soul
Am C F
as you patiently await and lose all sense of self control
F C
you were the lighthouse to my broken boat
F C
but i’ve left you behind
F E Am
now i might as well be anyone’s to find

C Fm
take my body
C Fm
take it from me
C Fm
it is not worthy
C Fm
of your memory

Am
i remember you undressing
C
as i sat myself on fire
Am C F
and the funeral was quick as i lay lifeless on your pyre
F C
well it’s a kind of desperation
F C
and it’s just something you can’t fake
F E Am
oh i might as well be anyone’s to take

Am
so i give myself to strangers
C
like i gave myself to you
Am C F
but the unity i felt has been replaced by something new
F C
now i Am helen and i Am mary jane
F C
i Am robert and i Am paul
F E Am
oh i might as well be anyone’s at all
F E Am
yes i might as well be anyone at all