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G [C] G

G
The end of the line
             C
A calamity at first sight
                      Am
Now the man in me don't walk right
                         D   D7
Just like a pebble in my shoe

G               [C] G
But you were a wanderer;
                C
And a competent one at that
                        Am
So it caught me by surprise this venerability
                        D
That I never thought I had

            Em
But you tried so hard to say oh
C               G
everything you wanted to
                Am   G   D
But with an aching tongue-
   Am                       G   D
Oh you spat out at the world now not of words
          D7        C          G
but at the pearl that had belonged to her

        C                       G
So I went back to the country
       C                        G
where the air was mild and sweet
Am              
I was in need of some reprieve and intermission
                    D
Oh to gather up my things and to get back upon my feet
              C                 G
But I cant say I've got the answers
         C              G
For it's always shades of grey 
Am
But there's a warmth in the air in mid-September 
        D
And its enough across my face just to 
                C              G     [C]   G
Remind me that I'm well upon my way


G
And I feel the ease
C
Man I feel it tingle in my toes
                         Am
How funny are the way that these memories do grow
              D
Into some old french film in black and white
G             [C]-G
And I know the ropes
                      C
Because you see I've said goodbye to some lovers
                Am
Fleshed out and tied to each other
            D              
By that invisible string it tangles me

Em
And when that morning came up fast well it
C                G
Broke the fever square upon its back
Am   G    D
and finally I felt just like I should
  Am         G
oh the blood under my fingers warmed
D                           C        G
the clearing of two month storm now done...


            C           G
So I went back to the country
       C                        G
where the air's now bitter sweet
Am              
as subtle is the change of my indifference 
           D
Oh but strange is how this solitude 
                        
can beat a man complete
            C           G
and I can't wait 'till the morning;
     C                         G
be it sunshine, hail or snow 
        Am
see I do not believe in superstition 
           D   
But somewhere amongst this mess
       C                                G     [C]   G
I may have found some happiness to call my own


       Am              D7
Oh and time is a healer
C                   G
time is a friend of mine
Am               D7
in time if you feel it
C                   G
would you be a friend of mine
       C                                   
oh I hope you're a friend of mine