Iron & Wine - Lions mane

^GRun like a race for family when you hear like you're alone ^EmThe rusted gears of morning to faceless busy phones We ^Cgladly run in circles but the shape we're meant to ^Dmake is ^Ggone

^GLove is a tired symphony you hum when you awake ^EmLove is a crying baby mama warned you not to shake ^CLove is the best sensation hiding in the ^Dlion's ^Gmane

^GSo I'll clear the road, the gravel and the thorn bush in your path ^EmBurn the scented oil that I'll drip into your bath ^CThe water's there to warm you and the earth is warmer ^Dwhen you ^Glaugh.

^GLove is a scene I render when you catch me wide awake ^EmLove's a dream you enter though I shake and shake and shake you ^CLove is the best endeavor waiting in the ^Dlion's ^Gmane