Open E tuning That I might be apart of this ripple of water from a lonesome drip A fallen tree that witnessed me and him alone, him and me That life itself could not aspire to have someone be so admired I threw creation to my kin with a silence broken by a whispered wind All of this can be broken All of this can be broken Hold your devil by his spoke and spin him to the ground Root to root and tip to tip, I look at him my country gyp Leathered up by all his fears, someone brought you close to tears Many trains and many miles brought you to me on this sunny isle And what of which you wish to speak? Have you come here to rescue me? All of this can be broken All of this can be broken Hold your devil by his spoke and spin him to the ground [But the love of your life lives but lies no more and where she lay the flowers grow The arms that fed, the babes have wed, the backs that bled, keeping her in tow] But I am your keeper And I hold your face away from light I am yours till they come I am yours till they come. Eye to eye, nose to nose Ripping off each others clothes in the most peculiar way.