Misc Originals - The recliners - picture at fernbank

^EIn the middle of the day, in the middle of the street In the middle of a sentence that I left incomplete ^AAs my attention shifted and comprehension failed ^EA tropical depression drew the wind right from my sails ^F#It altered my direction, now I h^Aave no recollection Of^B7 what I did to end up in this place

But in my ^Apocket there's a picture of a garden with a path that fades from v^Eiew And something t^Aells me that this pathway might be the one that leads me back to^B7 you

^EThe canopy of branches, the ivy covered ground The stone wall that's still standing though the gates have fallen down ^AThe bones of long lost memories that tower overhead ^EUntil I'm able to remind myself that they're all dead If a^F#ny hope remains, I find it ha^Arder to explain Than the e^B7choes of the last words that we said

But in my ^Apocket there's a picture of a garden with a path that fades from v^Eiew And something t^Aells me that this pathway might be the one that leads me back to^B7 you

But in my ^Apocket there's a picture of a garden with a path that fades from v^Eiew And something t^Aells me that this pathway might be the one that leads me back to^B7 you

But in my ^Apocket there's a picture of a garden with a path that fades from v^Eiew And something t^Aells me that this pathway might be the one that leads me back to^B7 you