The Letters

Chords: 
 
(D7sus4):       x57585 
(D)/a:          557775 
(D#maj7):       x68786 
(D#7sus4):      x68696 
(D#)/a#:        668886 
(Emaj7):        x79897 
 
Intro: (Gm) . . . |(D7sus4) . (D7) .|(Gm) . . . |(Dm7) . (D)/a . | 
 
     (Gm)                 (D7sus4)   (D7) 
You never liked to get 
     (Gm)                   (Dm7)   (D)/a 
The letters that I sent. 
     (Gm)                      (D7sus4)   (D7) 
But now you‘ve got the gist 
            (D#maj7)         (D7sus4)  (D) 
Of what my letters meant. 
 
        (Gm)                  (D7sus4)   (D7) 
You‘re reading them again, 
    (Gm)                     (Dm7)   (D)/a 
The ones you didn‘t burn. 
      (Gm)                      (D7sus4)   (D7) 
You press them to your lips, 
         (D#maj7)     (D7sus4)  (D) 
My pages of concern. 
 
(Cm7)                     (Gm) 
I said there‘d been a flood. 
(Cm7)                     (Gm) 
I said there‘s nothing left. 
(F)                        (D#) 
I hoped that you would come. 
                  (D) 
I gave you my address. 
 
       (G#m)              (D#7sus4)   (D#7) 
Your story was so long, 
      (G#m)                 (D#m7)   (D#)/a# 
The plot was so intense, 
(G#m)                         (D#7sus4)   (D#7) 
It took you years to cross 
              (Emaj7)       (D#7sus4)  (D#) 
The lines of self-defense. 
 
(G#m)                        (D#7sus4)   (D#7) 
The wounded forms appear: 
     (G#m)                    (D#m7)   (D#)/a# 
The loss, the full extent; 
(G#m)                     (D#7sus4)   (D#7) 
And simple kindness here, 
         (Emaj7)            (D#7sus4)  (D#) 
The solitude of strength. 
 
(C#m7)                    (G#m) 
I said there‘d been a flood. 
(C#m7)                    (G#m) 
I said there‘s nothing left. 
(F#)                       (E) 
I hoped that you would come. 
                  (D#7sus4)  (D#) 
I gave you my address. 
 
     (Gm)                 (D7sus4)   (D7) 
You walk into my room. 
      (Gm)                    (Dm7)   (D)/a 
You stand there at my desk, 
  (Gm)                 (D7sus4)   (D7) 
Begin your letter to 
               (Gm)          (Dm7)   (D)/a 
The one who‘s coming next. 
    (D#)               (D7) 
(Begin your letter to) 
(D#maj7)  (D7)                        (Gm) 
(Oooooooo... the one who‘s coming next) 
 
			      Spoken: 
(Gm) . . . |(D7sus4) . (D7) . | 
(You never liked to get the letters that I sent.) 
(Gm) . . . |(Dm7) . (D)/a . | 
(But now you‘ve got the gist of what my letters meant.) 
(Gm) . . . |(D7sus4) . (D7) . | 
(You‘re reading them again, the ones you didn‘t burn.) 
(D#maj7) . . . |(D7sus4) . (D7) .| 
(You press them to your lips, my pages of concern.) 
 
(Gm) . . . |(D7sus4) . (D7) . | 
(I said there‘d been a flood. I said there‘s nothing left.) 
(Gm) . . . |(Dm7) . (D)/a . | 
(I hoped that you would come. I gave you my address.) 
(Gm) . . . |(D7sus4) . (D7) . | 
(Your story was so long, the plot was so intense,) 
(D#maj7) . . . |(D7sus4) . (D7) .| 
(It took you years to cross the lines of self-defense.) 
 
(Gm) . . . |(D7sus4) . (D7) . | 
(The wounded forms appear: the loss, the full extent;) 
(Gm)... 
(And simple kindness here, the solitude of strength.)