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