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Tuning: E A D G B E
[Intro] D F#m [Verse]
DHe sits low, in a shady grove Where the trees arc slow, in the shape of 'you know' F#mMarble stairwells, waterfalls, egrets' heads and open arms DWhistling through his pensive teeth, the scene is set to peak Like how the Bmdesert meets the reef And steals the Gheart - of the thief
DShe walks slow, past the reach of home In a Western World, far from the things she knows F#mHanging gardens, patterned walls, the books of Rilke, orchestras DMotioning to the slow refrain, the soul is set to gain Or Bmswallow it whole The causal Gchain - of human loam
[Pre-Chorus]
And as Dseasons go, it's a lot like this He reasons for a look, then a glance To the F#mpath, where she passed
From the page of a book, to a perch in the grass
And as Dmeetings go, it's a lot like this She tiptoes from the path, to the edge of the Bmpage
Where she dared - to be asked
What's Gin a name? What is your name?
[Chorus]
A And if you let me Bmknow I won't be alGone, I won't be alDone And if youA have the time to tBmalk to I won't doubt yoGu, doubt in you, doubt in yDou A And if I let you kBmnow I won't be alGone, I won't be alDone And if youA, as if you start to fBmall I'll be here to caGtch you D
[Bridge 1]
DTurning around, he sighs, "will you sit next to me?" F#mMotioning forward, she replies, "will you walk next to me?" D "I know my lines, and there's
a lot less space and a little bit of time"
Bm "I know the play - It's Gfine" DEchoing herself, she says, "will you walk close to me?" F#mHolding his smile, he replies, "what more would you ask of me?" D "I know my mind, and there's
a lot less space and a little bit of time"
Bm "I know the way - It's Gfine"
[Chorus]
A And if you let me Bmknow I won't be alGone, I won't be alDone And if youA have the time to talk to I won't doubt Gyou, doubt in you, doubt in yoDu A And if I let you knBmow I won't be alGone, I won't be alDone And if youA, as if you start to fBmall I'll be here to catch Gyou D
[Break] D F#m D Bm G [Bridge 2]
D He's wasting time, you gotta take it slF#mow May never get a chance like this D And she knows he's wasting time And she loves the way he trBmies Even though she knows the lineGs D She's taking time, you gotta let things grF#mow
May never have a chance like this
D And he knows she takes her time And he keeps along her sBmide All hopes to keep along her sGide
[Outro]
And as Dseasons go, it's a lot like this He reasons for a look, then a glance To the F#mpath, where she passed
From the page of a book, to a perch in the grass
And as Dmeetings go, it's a lot like this She tiptoes from the path, to the edge of the Bmpage
Where she dared to be asked
What's Gin a name? What is your name?
End on D