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Capo 2nd fret

Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

A line of strands to mark the trail

No one said it would be easy

I must admit

I thought that risk was better

waged in younger seasons

Refrain

 And all these years in the cold

 play hell on the throat

 Until everything I say

 burns like cinders

Chorus

 But it's hard to belong

 to a girl or a song

 In the crease of a strangling winter

 It's strange to be lost

 Stranger still to be lone on

  R

the strings of a twisting line

Along the way the

turns are sharp

No one said they

 would be easy

I must admit

I thought the trip was better

made in younger seasons

Refrain

 But all these years in pursuit

 made a man of a fool

 Till every word I say is on waver

Chorus 2

 Well it's hard to belong

 To a girl or a song

 In the case of a selfish believer

 It's strange to be lost

 Stranger still to belong on

 the strings in a twisting line

Interlude

(Repeat Chorus 2)

Outro

And when the path I have made

 From the grass to the grave

 I will love you still

And when the sand turns to glass

 And all that's left is the past

 I will love you still