Tone: [Em]
Verse 1:
I [Em]think I've gotten pretty good
At [G]watering this hollow wood
[Cmaj7]Imagining a tree is gonna r[G6]rise
And [Em]missing is a funny thing,
[G]Collects itself in annual rings
[Cmaj7]Believing well that time will make us w[G6]wise
Pre-Chorus:
Bu[Em]But emerging from a fog revealed,
I'm[G]I'm standing in a logging field
[Cmaj7]and time just made me see w[G6]what isn't there
Is s[Em]someone real if they're unclear?
Can [G]you be gone? You weren't here
[Cmaj7]Am I allowed to grieve the empty ai[G6]air?
Chorus:
And it's a [G6]skill I've come to [C]question
It is a [G6]skill I don't wanna [C]learn
Building a [A]future off a sug[Cmaj7]suggestion
Basing a [G6]life off of a[Cmaj7]a word
Living a [G6]life off of a[Cmaj7]a word.
Verse 2:
I'd [Em]say I felt it coming fast,
but [G]pains of now are always past
and [Cmaj7]no one can predict the way things fa[G6]fall
And [Em]missing is a boundless trap,
you [G]learn to love around a gap
still [Cmaj7]pieces of you live there in the v[G6]vault.
Pre-Chorus:
But our b[Em]bodies weren't built for grief,
all [G]primal screams and quick relief;
we're [Cmaj7]built to chop the wood and start a f[G6]fire
And [Em]as I watch the branches catch
what [G]once was shade, becoming ash
I [Cmaj7]wonder if I'm also on the p[G6]pyre.
Chorus:
And it's a [G6]fear I end up [C]living
It is a [G6]fear I don't wanna [C]earn
You had to [A]go, but I'm the one [Cmaj7]missing
You had to [G6]go, but I'm the one [Cmaj7]burned
I let you [G6]go, and I'm the one [Cmaj7]burned.
Bridge:
[A]Smoke always rises straight from the source
[C]Nothing surprises me[G6]me anymore
[A]Smoke always latches on to my hair
[C]We are just matches cat[G6]catching on air
Chorus:
And there's a [G6]field, somewhere wi[C]within me;
An open f[G6]field where things used to[C]to grow
Pain I can't [A]take never quite [Cmaj7]kills me
It leaves a [G6]space, for what I don't [Cmaj7]know
It leaves a s[G6]space, for what I don't [Cmaj7]know.
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