Intro (x2): Bm  A  G

Bm           A              G            Bm
  I find the map and draw a straight line
     A                  G          Bm
Over rivers, farms, and state lines
             A                 G       Bm
The distance from "A" to where you'd be
          A                   G    Bm
It's only finger lengths that I see


            A G  Bm              
I touch the place 
                    A G Bm
Where I'd find your face
              A   G  Bm
My fingers in creases
                A  G  Bm
Of distant dark places


          A              G        Bm
I hang my coat up in the first bar
            A                    G     Bm
There is no peace that I've felt so far
             A             G      Bm
The laughter penetrates my silence
           A                 G      Bm
As drunken men find flaws in science


                   A  G  Bm 
Their words mostly noises
                 A  G  Bm 
Ghosts with just voices
                 A   G Bm 
Your words in my memory
               A  G  Bm 
Are like music to me


               D       
I'm miles from where you are,
 A                G             Bm
I, lay down on the cold ground I,
                      D
I pray that something picks me up
    A                    Cadd9
And, sets me down in your   warm arms


Bm       A               G     Bm
   After I have traveled so far
             A           G        Bm
We'd set the fire to the third bar
                A             G     Bm
We'd share each other like an island
        A                  G      Bm
Until exhausted, close our eyelids


                  A  G   Bm 
And dreaming pick up from
                  A    G  Bm 
The last place we left off
                  A   G  Bm 
Your soft skin is weeping
                A    G  Bm 
A joy you can't keep in


               D
I'm miles from where you are,
 A                G                 Bm
I, lay down on the cold ground And I,
                      D              A
I pray that something picks me up and
                    Cadd9        Bm
Sets me down in your    warm arms


               D               
I'm miles from where you are
 A                G                 Bm
I, lay down on the cold ground and I,
                      D
I pray that something picks me up
   A                    Cadd9         Bm
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