Cowboy Junkies - Sad to see the season go

^AmHollow boned and ^Cfeathered She ^Emfell to him ^FWriggling per^Cdition she ^Gplucked from deep within ^AmFeasted high on flowering ^Cbranches ^FThe fruit of his heart he gav^Ge willingly For her ^Csong

^AmFrom fresh wounds we^Cre gathered ^EmThick sheaves of love ^FHe lay open ^Cpalmed to her ^Gworld ^AmShe stretched in arched a^Cbeyance, Holding ^Fthunderclap and ^Gstarlight in one ^Cmind

^AmSaaa^Emad to see the ^Fseason ^Cgo ^AmI'll miss the crackling ^Emof the air, The ^Floss of all I ^Cknow ^AmSaaa^Emad to see the ^Fseason ^Amgo

^AmIndian corn and the ^Cbitter taste of ^Emenvy in the air ^FMired now in ^Ccyclic ^Gdecay. ^AmThe nag of ^Cconquest ^FSkeletal arms ^Gembrace a withering ^Cworld

^AmSaaa^Emad to see the ^Fseason ^Cgo ^AmI'll miss the crackling ^Emof the air, The ^Floss of all I ^Cknow ^AmSaaa^Emad to see the ^Fseason ^Amgo

^AmLocked here these ^Cdreams of you, Im^Emperfect dormant seeds ^FThere is a di^Cgnity To this ^Gsolitude, A ^Amsparkling ambi^Cguity ^FBoth liquid and ^Gsolid at one ^Amtime, ^Ftime, ^Ctime