INTRO:
C       F

C                                       D
Well I am in love with something invisible
            F           C                       amol
And though no one can make sense of where it's from,
                        D
I'm sure as all my bones
C                                               D
So lay my head and feet to point north and south
        F       C                       amol
I will try to be a compass if you smile
                        D
and deign to take me home

F                                       C
I will lay on the bottom of that river
                F                       amol     D
Spending my time where old sorts go to die
   F            C
Engulf the fish at the bottom of that river
        F                 C             
Lift a song into the night
                amol            D
So that the moon won?t have to die

C                                       D
I will collect all the hammers and I will make them ring
 F              C                       amol
When the slowly swollen eyes are not enough
C                                       D
And I will walk down the road until I can hear her sing
 F              C                       amol
She can pass her coded message through my clothes
                        D
And assure me that she?s sure

F                                       C
I will lay on the bottom of that river
F                                       amol    D
Spending my time where old sorts go to die
F                                       C
Engulf the fish at the bottom of that river
F                               C
Lift a song into the night
amol                    D
So that the moon won?t have to die

C                                       D
Well come up slow And drag your voice out into the light
F                       C                       amol     D
With the rough cover it provides you to shine
        C                                       D
Now here we go down the hill fast faster no keel no bow
F                               C                       amol
Though you can smell them in my blood, forget the start
                        D
Cause they?re all dead by now

F                                       C
I will lay on the bottom of that river
F                                       amol  D
Spending my time where old sorts go to die
F                                         C
Engulf the fish at the bottom of that river
F                       C
Lift a song into the night
amol                            D
So that the moon won?t have to die


I hope you like it, peace!