Em
I can take a road  Takes a little longer
G
Walk before the house where we had our games
Am                    C                     Em
Suffering life, play, making, we discovered fire 

Em
People like you made me so much stronger
G
People like you made me question blame
Am                       C                  Em
Huddled in strength like birds on a sloping wire

Em
Hearing your voice makes me so uneasy
G
Hearing your voice makes me question fame
Am                            C         Em
Money is deaf to the sound of a lover's cry

Em
The language of loss made me so much older
G
The language of loss made me lose my grip
Am                           C                   Em                   
The language of loss made me silent as a newborn child

Em
'cause everything moves in a shifting cycle
G
The unison soars and the pressure dips
Am                  C                   Em
Making our way steadfast in the skyward mile




Em
And baby I know I will see you someday
G
Building your house on the very street
Am                        C                       Em
You severed your mother's life from your father's land

Em
Finish your home we can join them this way
G
We talked about peace and a little dream
Am                    C                Em
Marriage and love and divorce we don't understand


            C/G        D
And you know I have to sway my leaves and branches slowly 
C          G             D
Out in the sun, like the silent shout of youth
           C/G       D
And we ask why do we take these leaps and chances
        C          G             D
Because we have no choice but to wither into truth

      C                G
And I dreamed you were there
        D    
All the vital signs were standing
       C                     G
When I dreamed you were with me
         D
With the summer at my back

      C                G
And I dreamed you were there
     D
So complete and undemanding
        C             G
We know the love that gives
            D
Is what the living always lack

            C/G        D
And you know I have to sway my leaves and branches slowly
C          G             D
Out in the sun, like the silent shout of youth
           C/G       D
And we ask why do we take these leaps and chances
        C          G             D
Because we have no choice but to wither into truth