Mark Erelli - Hemlock grove

Your heart is ^Amdark^G as a hemlock ^Fgrove Where the sun never ^Cshines and nothing ^Ggrows Black as each ^Dmfeather in a murder of ^Fcrows Your heart is ^Amdark^G as a hemlock ^Fgrove ^{Am Em Am}

Your heart is ^Amempty as ^Gwinter in a tourist ^Ftown The boardwalk de^Cserted, all shuttered ^Gdown And every bird has ^Dmflown south^Fbound Your heart is ^Amempty as ^Gwinter in a tourist ^Ftown ^{Am Em Am}

There is no reso^Flution, try as I ^Cmight I shun the ^Fdarkness, but I ^Gshy away from the ^Amlight There's a hole in^Fside I try to ^Cfill But you ^Fdig it deeper^G still^E7___

Our love is ^Amcrooked as the ^Gteeth in an old man's^F smile As the stones in the ^Cgraveyard, as a country ^Gmile But I'll drive all night to ^Dmget there, if you let me ^Fstay awhile Our love is ^Amcrooked as the ^Gteeth in an old man's^F smile

Your heart is ^Amempty as ^Gwinter in a tourist ^Dm7town Your heart^F is dark^E as a hemlock ^Amgrove ^{Em Am}