Iron & Wine - Lions mane

^FRun like a race for family when you hear like you're alone ^AmThe rusted gears of morning to faceless busy phones We ^Fgladly run in circles but the shape we're meant to ^Gmake is ^Fgone

^FLove is a tired symphony you hum when you awake ^AmLove is a crying baby mama warned you not to shake ^FLove is the best sensation hiding in the ^Glion's ^Fmane

^FSo I'll clear the road, the gravel and the thorn bush in your path ^AmBurn the scented oil that I'll drip into your bath ^FThe water's there to warm you and the earth is warmer ^Gwhen you ^Flaugh.

^FLove is a scene I render when you catch me wide awake ^AmLove's a dream you enter though I shake and shake and shake you ^FLove is the best endeavor waiting in the ^Glion's ^Fmane