Adrianne Lenker - Row

^CDo you know the fastest road to ^Ftake me to my home? ^DmI just want to be there for the ^G7long December snow ^CI may never ^Fsee the lines, the l^D7ines may never ^G7show ^CAfter turning ^Ftables, time was ^Dm7telling me to go ^CLight along and burn ahead I'm ^Fbreaking like the sea, my bed Is ^Dmboxing like a coffin Fast a^G7sleep in dreary doe

^CThere are things we'll ^Fnever learn and ^Dmnever under^G7stand My ^Cheart is like a ^Fbowling ball, so ^Dmheavy in my ^G7hand And ^Dmstill I hope to kiss you when we're seventy years old ^CSixteen years ^Fago, the place was ^Dmforest over^G7grown ^CYou pointed to the ^Fparking lot that ^Dmused to be my ^G7home ^CThe sun is like a ^Ftether ball that's ^Dmready to im^G7plode ^CThe prophet burning ^Fin my mind is ^Dmloosening her ^G7hold

^DmAnd it seems I'm still here ^AmYou have got me madly dear ^FBound by all the things we said we wished would stay

^CRow, row, ^Frow your boat ^DmGently down the ^G7stream ^CMerrily, merrily, ^Fmerrily, merrily ^DmLife is but a ^G7dream ^CRow, row, ^Frow your boat ^DmGently down the ^G7stream ^CMerrily, merrily, ^Fmerrily, merrily ^DmLife is but a ^G7dream ^CRow, row, ^Frow your boat ^DmGently down the ^G7stream ^CMerrily, merrily, ^Fmerrily, merrily Life is but a ^Cdream