Misc Your Songs - Liam obrien - lost

^GI've been ^GM7looking for a ^G6way to get out of ^GM7here, ^GIn the ^GM7woods as the ^G6sun is ^Gcoming ^G7down, But lost am^Cong the ^C/Btrees is ^C/Bbwhere I want to ^F/Abe, Sometimes not ^Dmknowing ^Dm/Fis tranq^Gui^GM7lity^{G6 GM7}

^GSunset f^GM7alls on the ^G6cano^GM7py and ^GI am ^GM7far from ^G6where I'm ^Gmeant to ^G7be, But ^G7/Fas the ^E7fading sunlight ^Amtrickles down the ^Dbranches to the ^Griver, ^G/FAnd the ^E7leaves unsettled ^Amby the breeze fall g^Dently to the ^Gwater, I ^E7breathe in and the ^E7+woodland ^E7damp fills ^Fup my lungs and ^F6nourishes ^Fme, ^DComforting me, re^D7minding me and ^Gho^GM7ldin^G6g m^GM7e here.

^GI've been ^GM7wandering ^G6for so ^GM7long that ^GI've forg^GM7otten ^G6where I've ^Gbeen and ^G7gone, I would re- ^Ctrace my s^C/Bteps but ^C/BbI've been there ^F/Abefore, And I'm con^Dmtent to ^Dm/Fwander o^Gn ^GM7some^G6 mo^GM7re.

The s^Gun is s^GM7etting s^G6omewhere ^GM7far up- ^Gstream as the ^GM7shade of ^G6evening ^Gtints the ^G7scene, But ^G7/Fwhile the ^E7singing of the ^Amnightingale brings ^Dmusic to the ^Gforest, ^G/FAnd a ^E7shimmering wave of ^Amsummer moonlight ^Dplays upon the ^Gwater, I ^E7close my eyes and ^E7+I can f^E7eel the ^Fworld around me ^F6holding ^Fstill, This ^Dancient world that has ^D7always been in ^Gfl^GM7ux a^G6nd ^GM7yet has always been.

^GWindings ^GM7paths lead ^G6me from ^GM7here to ^Gthere but ^GM7I'm not ^G6getting ^Gany^G7where. Whichever ^Cway I ^C/Bwalk the ^C/Bbway ahead is ^F/Aclear, and after ^Dm/Fall the ^Dmend is ^Gsu^GM7rely^G7 near. Whichever ^Cway I ^C/Bwalk the ^C/Bbway ahead is ^F/Aclear, and after ^Dall the ^D7end is ^Gsu^GM7rely^Em7/G near.^GM7