Bon Iver - 00000 million

Must've been ^Fforces, that took me on them ^Bbwild c^Fourses Who knows how many p^Foses,^{Bb F} that I've been ^Cin But them the main c^Flosest, hark! it gives ^Bbmeaning M^Fine I cannot really ^Fpost this,^{Bb F} ah f^Ceel the s^Figns I worried about r^Dmain and I worried bout ^Flightning But I watched them ^Dmoff, to the light of the morning^C Marking the sl^Fope, slung l^Cow in the hi^Fghlands Where the d^Bbays have no numbers^C If it's ^Bbharmed, it's harmed me, it'l^Cl harm, I let it^F in

Oh, the old m^Fodus: out to be l^Bbeading^F live Said, comes the old p^Fonens,^{Bb F} demit to ^Cstrive A word about G^Fnosis: it ain't gonna ^Bbbuy the ^Fgroceries Or middle-out l^Focusts,^{Bb F} or ^Cweigh to ^Ffind I worry about s^Dmhame, and I worry bout a^F worn path And I wander ^Dmoff, just to come back ^Chome Turning to w^Faltz, hold h^Cigh in the l^Fowlands Cause the d^Bbays have no numbers^C It ha^Bbrms me, it harms me, it h^Carms like a l^Famb

So I can de^Fpose this, partial to the ^Bbbleeding ^Fvines Suppose you can't ^Fhold shit,^{Bb F} how high I've be^Cen What a river don't ^Fknow is: to climb out and ^Bbheed a ^Fline To slow among ^Froses,^Bb or st^Cay behi^Fnd I've been to that g^Dmrove where no matter the s^Fource is And I walked it ^Dmoff: how long I'd last^C Sore-ring to c^Fope, whole b^Cand on the c^Fanyon Cause the ^Bbdays have no numbers^C Well it ^Bbharms it harms me it h^Carms, I'll let it^F in