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Tabbed from the acoustic version of the song on The National Health album. I'm sure there are a few minor bits missing from this if you listen really closely to the recorded version but I think this is close enough and keeps it simple for all. Intro: A Fm# A
ATown Moor trail, it made my Fm#day the heavens squeezed their final Erains,
We both have a lot on Dour plate, Esomehow the walk was Dworth the wait.
ATyres rush through, rain wateFm#r fresh, sounds like a shell held to an Eear,
The same as the house Dwhere I was raised, Esafe in a haven Dsingle glazed.
BmAnd if you Fm#say my time was Anever spent oEh oh oh oh oh Bm I'll poiFm#nt you to the plaAces that we wenEt oh oh oh oh oh
AI wont forget Fm#the Dway you forgave me A AI wont forget Fm#the Dway you forgave me A
AThe undercurrents always Fm#there, our Dhopes are hard to bAear We both have a lot Don our plate
Ejust think of the Dheat that we create BmAnd if you Fm#say our time was Anever spent Eoh oh oh oh oh Bm
I'll poiFm#nt you to the plaAces that we wenEt AI wont forget Fm#the Dway you forgave me A
AI wont forget Fm#the Dway you forgave me A AThe undercurrents never cFm#ease, ambition's Dsuch a Atease
AThe undercurrents always Fm#there, our Dhopes are hard to bAear ADon't forget Fm#it hapDpens to us Aall
ADon't pretendFm# it doDesn't happeAn to us all.