Modern Mystic

[Capo 1]
Em  Am  C  B7

            Em                          Am
Well, I’m a modern sort of mystic and a little solipsistic,
      C                                   B7
And I guess it’s true, I sometimes go too far.
        Em                            Am
You can tell me I’m a liar -- I won’t question your desires,
       C                             B7
I just wish I knew exactly what they are.
         Em                               Am
Hear the roll of distant thunder; pick me up and put me under,
        C                                   B7
Just be careful with those claws so I don’t scar.
        Em                                     Am
I can’t promise you’re not dreaming -- can you swear that I’m not screaming
      C                 B7             Em
Now before you press my back up to the bar?

       Em                            Am
I have lived in several ages, danced across the world’s pages,
            C                             B7
Scrawled my name upon the path of passing time;
          Em                                   Am
I’ve lost friends and I’ve left lovers, taking eons to discover
          C                             B7
There are agonies that distance can’t refine.
        Em                                 Am
Give me shelter from the rainfall, give me courage for the cast call;
         C                           B7
Teach me every cue and feed me every line.
          Em                                    Am
All those things that you aren’t saying are the things I’m not obeying --
       C            B7              Em
If you ask me to be yours I won’t decline.

            Em                                  Am
Well, I’m a witch without a spellbook; I’m just searching for a kind look
      C                                 B7
And a gentle word to get me through the night.
        Em                                Am
Wrap me up in chains; confuse me, cut, confound and then abuse me;
  C                              B7
I promise I’ll give up without a fight.
           Em                          Am
These half hidden lacerations won’t be cured by incantations,
         C                                B7
But they just might heal if I can see the light;
        Em                            Am
I can’t promise to obey you.  I can’t swear I won’t betray you,
        C                B7                 Em
Or that when the morning comes I won’t take flight.

	        Am          C            B7                 Em
	And the pain is an elixir like a long slow drink of gin;
	        Am               C                B7
	And the absinthe and the wormwood are the lost years creeping in.
	       Em                                Am
	I keep coming back and drinking -- I’m a barfly who won’t learn.
	     C                             B7
	I am gulping pretty poisons that devour me in return.

       Em                               Am
I have seen the serpent turning, I have watched the cities burning,
       C                             B7
I have wondered why the omens were ignored;
         Em                                     Am
Deal the cards and trade the glances.  Roll the dice and take your chances,
       C                                 B7
Making bargains that our souls can ill afford.
       Em                               Am
In the darkness that comes after I have heard the shattered laughter
         C                                    B7
From the ones who say that death’s their only lord;
         Em                           Am
Break me bind and undo me.  Light the fires and renew me --
         C                   B7           Em
When the morning comes, I’ll rise to my reward.

	        Am          C            B7                 Em
	And the pain is an elixir like a long slow drink of gin;
	        Am               C                B7
	And the absinthe and the wormwood are the lost years creeping in.
	       Em                                Am
	I keep coming back and drinking -- I’m a barfly who won’t learn.
	     C                             B7
	I am gulping pretty poisons that devour me in return.

            Em                            Am
Well, I’m a modern sort of mystic and I'm plenty solipsistic,
      C                              B7
And I know it’s true, I often go too far.
        Em                            Am
You can tell me I’m a liar -- I won’t question your desires,
         C                           B7
Though I wish I knew exactly who you are.
         Em                               Am
Hear the roll of closing thunder, pick me up and pull me under,
        C                                              B7
Just be careful with those claws, ‘cause I’ve been scarred.
        Em                                 Am
I can’t promise you’re not dreaming, but I swear to you, I’m screaming...
         C                 B7               Em
Come on, press me just one time against the bar.

Written on: 1998-02-09. Seanan McGuire