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Must've been forces, that took me on them wild courses
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Who knows how many poses, that I've been in
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But them the main closest, hark! it gives meaning Mine
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I cannot really post this, ah feel the signs
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I worried about rain and I worried bout lightning
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But I watched them off, to the light of the morning
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Marking the slope, slung low in the highlands
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Where the days have no numbers
F# Edim/F# F#
If it's harmed, it's harmed me, it'll harm, I let it in
[Verse 2]
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Oh, the old modus: out to be leading live
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Said, comes the old ponens, demit to strive
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A# word about Gnosis: it ain't gonna buy the groceries
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Or middle-out locusts, or weigh to find
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I worry about shame, and I worry bout a worn path
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And I wander off, just to come back home
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Turning to waltz, hold high in the lowlands
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Cause the days have no numbers
F# Edim/F# F#
It harms me, it harms me, it harms like a lamb
[Verse 3]
F# Cb F#
So I can depose this, partial to the bleeding vines
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Suppose you can't hold shit. how high I've been
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What a river don't know is: to climb out and heed a line
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To slow among roses, or stay behind
D#m7
I've been to that grove
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Where no matter the source is
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And I walked it off: how long I'd last
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Sore-ring to cope, whole band on the canyon
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Cause the days have no numbers
F# Edim/F# F#
Well it harms it harms me it harms, I'll let it in