Band of Horses - Slow cruel hands of time

^AThe binding of time getting stuck in my mind is a boat to row ^{Bm A}Two hours later I’m back in my neighborhood where everything just stopped ^{Bm A}It still looks the same they remember my name stepping in for a cupful ^{Bm A}There’s a big city man I used to rumble with him back in high school ^{Bm D}The slow cruel hands of ^C#mtime ^{Bm D}Turn you into molten lava oh my ^{C#m Bm}

^AA place on the right you can stop for awhile, look out for the policeman ^{Bm A}There’s no street lamps, only three buildings and one of them’s vacant ^{Bm A}It’s taken all day, the pack’s feeling heavy and soon the night ^{Bm A}Backwards down the mountain the axle is grinding pulling into the wrong drive ^{Bm D}The sky is in^C#m the yard^Bm, ^DStringy cotton candy is the fog ^{C#m Bm}

^F#mThe slow climb,^E the ha^C#mrd fall ^{D F#m}Someti^Eme’s I d^C#mon’t want it at all^{D Bm}I’ve done this so long^E, it’s some^C#mthing I ought to know ^{D Bm}So lo^Ang

^AFinally up, all the peace is disrupted and the birds fly ^{Bm A}Trapped for a moment, the sheriff’s department got the wrong guy ^{Bm D}The town’s revealed^C#m below ^{Bm D}Visible wind through ^C#mthe fog ^{Bm D}The slow cruel hands of ^C#mtime ^{Bm D}Turning you back in^C#mto a child ^Bm