Verse
D G D
Must've been forces, that took me on them wild courses
D G2 Asus4
Who knows how many poses, that I've been in
D G D
But them the main closest, hark! it gives meaning Mine
D A D
I cannot really post this, ah feel the signs
Bm7 A D
I worried about rain and I worried bout lightning
D/F# A7
But I watched them off, to the light of the morning
D A D
Marking the slope, slung low in the highlands
G A7 A
Where the days have no numbers
D Edim/D D
If it's harmed, it's harmed me, it'll harm, I let it in
[Verse 2]
D G D
Oh, the old modus: out to be leading live
D G2 Asus4
Said, comes the old ponens, demit to strive
D G D
F# word about Gnosis: it ain't gonna buy the groceries
D A D
Or middle-out locusts, or weigh to find
Bm7 A D
I worry about shame, and I worry bout a worn path
D/F# A7
And I wander off, just to come back home
D A D
Turning to waltz, hold high in the lowlands
G A7 A
Cause the days have no numbers
D Edim/D D
It harms me, it harms me, it harms like a lamb
[Verse 3]
D G D
So I can depose this, partial to the bleeding vines
D G2 Asus4
Suppose you can't hold shit. how high I've been
D G D
What a river don't know is: to climb out and heed a line
D A D
To slow among roses, or stay behind
Bm7
I've been to that grove
D
Where no matter the source is
D/F# A7
And I walked it off: how long I'd last
D A D
Sore-ring to cope, whole band on the canyon
G A7 A
Cause the days have no numbers
D Edim/D D
Well it harms it harms me it harms, I'll let it in