Tom: Am
Asus2 Am
Half mile from the riverside
Dm Am
Square wood building hard and white
Asus2 Am
I’ll take water, I’ll take night
Dm Am
I will swim through snow and ice
Asus2 Am
Laid your story down on me
Dm Am
forced inside the good belief
Asus2 Am
Now I only dream my words
Dm Am
fly away like blackened birds
Am C Dm Am
Oh I feel these lessons burn inside the person I’ve become
Dm G Am
Edges curl and darken as I do what has been done
Asus2 Am
Cheek on floorboard, hand in fire
Dm Am
little sister dressed in white
Asus2 Am
Last day she was seen alive
Dm Am
walking to the riverside
Am C Dm Am
We will never get to hide from it no matter how we run
Dm G Am
All things come to find us and we’ll do what has been done
Asus2 Am
Have your holy, I’ll have mine
Dm Am
soil and birch and open sky
Asus2 Am
All our stories some day go
Dm Am
dust from air and earth from bone
Am C Dm Am
Oh I hear the ancients calling that we’ll know from where we’ve come
Dm G Am
There on that horizon we will see what has been done
