Bear's Den - Dew on the vine

Bo^Drn to break or to last, is it all in the past? Is^D that a scar or a b^Bmirthmark, retracing this c^Aold heart And now I'm all ^Gout of thread, and I don't wan^Dt to die here Keep ^Dchasing echoes in ^Bmmy mind, babe it's a f^Aine line And I'm so^G far over it. And I^D know it. Be^Dneath it all I'm still ^Bmbroken, cut me out cut^A it open I can't d^Go it anymore. I can^D't do it.

I don't ^Gpay any m^Dind to the d^Aew upon the ^Bmvine Does that ^Gmean that it's not t^Dhere if I can't see^A it at all Though the morning l^Gight will burn aw^Day all the f^Aog the night ^Bmcreates There'll st^Gill be a t^Bmrace of our love lef^At behind In the dew upon^D the vine

Nowh^Dere to go or to hide, your only words are all lies Conf^Diding in your ^Bmown mind, caught in the c^Aold light I thought you were^G better man, I thought you we^Dre better man A sl^Dipped step on the t^Bmightrope, faked out by a f^Aalse hope that things c^Gould be alright. No, they're ^Dnot alright

I don't ^Gpay any m^Dind to the d^Aew upon the ^Bmvine Does that ^Gmean that it's not t^Dhere if I can't see^A it at all Though the morning l^Gight will burn aw^Day all the f^Aog the night ^Bmcreates There'll st^Gill be a t^Bmrace of our love lef^At behind In the dew upon^D the vine

I^A can't ^Bmtame my hea^Grt it's like li^Aghtning trying to ^Bmput out a ^Gspark I^A can't ^Bmtame my hea^Grt you're like l^Aightning trying t^Bmo put out a^G spark

I never ^Gpaid any ^Dmind to the ^Adew upon the^Bm vine Does that ^Gmean that it's not t^Dhere if I can't see^A it at all Though the morning l^Gight will burn aw^Day all the f^Aog the night ^Bmcreates There'll st^Gill be a t^Drace of our love le^Aft behind And the driv^Ging rain will wash aw^Day all the frightened^A fires I could not^Bm tame There'll s^Gtill be a t^Bmrace of our love lef^At behind In the dew^D upon the vine