E                  F
Saw the sycamore   underneath the moon

Am                                        C
I was waiting for something, and you were sleeping

                 D
out there in the living room

           E         F
and it was 5:16 AM   the air was sharp and cool

Am                                  C           D
and I wondered where you buried our dark little jewel


Chorus:

              G              D
and the heat (flies?) in the room

             C                    D
I am digging graves, I am digging graves

               G            D
and the water boiling on the stove

             C                 D
I am digging graves, I am digg-ing graves


[back to first pattern]

So I held you close to me
I saw the shadows start to gather outside
beneath the sycamore tree
and something was changing
there was something here entirely new
first thing into blossom inside of us both
with the sun coming up and me holding onto you

[to chorus pattern]

and your body breath(ing) on mine
i am digging graves, i am digging graves
and your hands fly thru my hair
i am digging graves, i am digging graves