Verse
A D A
Must've been forces, that took me on them wild courses
A D2 Esus4
Who knows how many poses, that I've been in
A D A
But them the main closest, hark! it gives meaning Mine
A E A
I cannot really post this, ah feel the signs
F#m7 E A
I worried about rain and I worried bout lightning
A/C# E7
But I watched them off, to the light of the morning
A E A
Marking the slope, slung low in the highlands
D E7 E
Where the days have no numbers
A Edim/A A
If it's harmed, it's harmed me, it'll harm, I let it in
[Verse 2]
A D A
Oh, the old modus: out to be leading live
A D2 Esus4
Said, comes the old ponens, demit to strive
A D A
C# word about Gnosis: it ain't gonna buy the groceries
A E A
Or middle-out locusts, or weigh to find
F#m7 E A
I worry about shame, and I worry bout a worn path
A/C# E7
And I wander off, just to come back home
A E A
Turning to waltz, hold high in the lowlands
D E7 E
Cause the days have no numbers
A Edim/A A
It harms me, it harms me, it harms like a lamb
[Verse 3]
A D A
So I can depose this, partial to the bleeding vines
A D2 Esus4
Suppose you can't hold shit. how high I've been
A D A
What a river don't know is: to climb out and heed a line
A E A
To slow among roses, or stay behind
F#m7
I've been to that grove
A
Where no matter the source is
A/C# E7
And I walked it off: how long I'd last
A E A
Sore-ring to cope, whole band on the canyon
D E7 E
Cause the days have no numbers
A Edim/A A
Well it harms it harms me it harms, I'll let it in