Karis

http://pitchfork.com/features/interviews/9595-true-myth-a-conversation-with-sufjan-stevens/ The evil it spread like a fever ahead It was night when you died, my firefly What could I have said to raise you from the dead? Oh could I be the sky on the Fourth of July? Well you do enough talk My little

You might recognized these lyrics, a soldier in WW1, named Siegfried Sassoon wrote a poem called "How to Die" and I put his hauntingly, beautiful words to music I wrote, and gave the words melody. I hope you enjoy and this song brings you back to earlier times.

(uketuning A4 D4 F#4 b4) Lyrics: I dreamed of a quaint place where I laid my head for just one night and you walking down the tree lined walk way just last night your familiar face haunts my every dream and i’d say I walked with you once upon a dream you are a whimsical fantasy is this rea