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