C G
I'm tearing up acrost your face
move dust through the light
Am
to fide your name
its something fane
this is not a place
C
not yet awake I'm raised of make
F - G - Am
still alive who you love
F - G - Am
still alive who you love
F - G - Am
still alive who you love
F G
in a mother out a moth
Am
furling forests for the soft
F G
gotta know been lead aloft
Am
so I'm ridding all your stories
F G Am
what I know what it is is pouring wire it up
F - G - Am
you're breaking your ground