C F A#
looking back on old day
C F A#
stained floor and ice cold
C F A#
look away, not looking forward
C F A# C F A#
cemeteries i saw
A# C F A#
and i'm to----------------ld
C F A#
we'll lean through old children
C F A#
they'll keep counting, i know
C F A#
seated people never painted
C F A#
cemeteries i saw
F A#
and i'm to--------ld
F A#
and I'm to--------ld
F A#
and I'm to--------ld
F A#
and I'm to--------ld
F / Eb / Eb F / A# /
F / Eb / Eb F / A# /
F Eb Eb F A#
let me, i would like
F Eb Eb F A#
taking a hike through the cemetery tonight
F Eb Eb F A#
the gravestones are covered in time
F Eb Eb F A#
it's the perfect light, everywhere the mud floods
F / Eb / Eb F / A#
F / Eb / Eb F / Bb