|VERSE 1|
Am C
October's got those orange eyes
G F
But somehow I still lost sight
Am C G
When you lifted the lid off of my pumpkin head
F
And kissed me goodnight
Am C
Should it be a thorn in my side
G F
We never quite broke that horse
Am C
She slept in the cul-de-sac right
G F
Seven miles from my front porch
Am C G F
Am C G G
|VERSE 2|
Am C
Bundle up and come with me now
G F
Down the road where to the burnt down barn
Am C
We could make a blanket of coats
G F
And breathe our souls into the neighbor s front lawn
Am C
But oh god that look in your eye
G F
Trouble that does not search words
Am C
It sprung from the biblical vine
G F
And are waiting to return to the dirt
Am C G F
Am C G G
|CHORUS|
Am C
The stitches in your winter clothes
G
Your cello bows
F
We stole your hair to make them
Am C
We're sorry for the iron shoes
G
We nailed to you
F
And stuck you in the rain
Am C
And then you sprinted away
G F
Sprinted away to where I don't know
Am C
God's moving in your bloodstream
G F
Where the cross beats aren't so slow
Am C G F
Am C G F
Am C G F
Am C G G
|VERSE 3|
Am C
You swept all the red from my cheeks
G F
I didn't hear you come back inside
Am C
And light up the gas in the den
G F
And stand there in the thin winter light
Am C
But oh god that curve in your spine
G F
A question mark A doctor sign
Am C
was framed by the windowsill
G F
And you saw something I did not end that night
Am C
You saw something I did not end that night
G F
|CHORUS|
Am C
The stitches in your winter clothes
G
Your cello bows
F
We stole your hair to make them
Am C
We're sorry for the iron shoes
G
We nailed to you
F
And stuck you in the rain
Am C
And then you sprinted away
G F
Sprinted away to where I don't know
Am C
God's moving in your bloodstream
G F
Where the cross beats aren't so slow
Am C
God's moving in your bloodstream
G F
Where the cross beats aren't so slow
Am C
God's moving in your bloodstream
G F
Where the cross beats aren't so slow
Am C
God's moving in your bloodstream
G F
Where the cross beats aren't so slow
Am C
God's moving in your bloodstream
G F
Where the cross beats aren't so slow