Seven Odd Years Arid
CAPO on SECOND fret
[Em]Seven odd years and I'm resting my head d[G]own
[Em]Seven odd years that can't be turned a[G]round
[Em]Seven odd years and I don't know where to [G]go
I'm still r[C]oaming in your w[D]oods
I'm still g[C]uessing why I never c[D]ould
[Em]Seven odd years and I must be going b[G]lind
[Em]Seven odd years hang heavy on my m[G]ind
Like the r[C]olling of my t[D]ears and the d[C]ream where
The heart never f[D]ears
Where the h[Em]eart never fears
[Em]Seven odd years and I must be going b[G]lind
[Em]Seven odd years and time is on my m[G]ind
And the f[C]ire beneath the s[D]tone, where your h[C]ead lies
My heart often g[D]oes
Oh the h[C]eart often goes
Oh the h[Em]eart often goes
To your [C]life and to your [D]flame and the ghost is c[D]rowded
Like the game I'm p[D]laying
[Em]Seven odd years and I'm living in the [G]past
[Em]Seven odd years and time is fading f[G]ast
See the w[C]riting of your yo[D]uth see the w[C]hole and
the whole cuts right th[D]rough
Oh cuts right t[Em]hrough[C]
And I [D]just can't [Am]go on
And I [D]just can't [Am]go on
And I [D]just can't [Am]go on
The r[D]oad I'm [Am]taking and the [D]bond I'm
[Am]breaking any[D-Dsus-D]more
[Em]Seven odd years and meet me down the l[G]ine
[Em]Seven odd years and you'd think I'd be doing f[G]ine
But I'm still ro[C]aming in your w[D]oods
I'm still gu[C]essin why I never had
anything the way I should.[D]
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