Misc Your Songs - Ragon linde - the eternal shore part 1

^CShe lived in a small house^G by the shore. ^DmI was in love. I w^Amas in love. ^CI came to visit her. We walked ^Galong the shore, listening to the ^Dmwaves. Sometimes we talked, ^Am sometimes we didn't n^Ceed to talk. We took turns cooking, and at^G night, when we fell asleep^Dm, our future was bright ^Am and our dreams w^Cere intertwined and promised a life of hap^Gpiness ^Dm and understanding. ^Am

^EmThere were times when we went for ^Ama drive. ^EmHer dog loved to come along. ^{Fmaj7 Em}We would disembark in one of the n^Amearby parks.

The sun,^C the rain^G, the gree^Dmn grass, the falling leaves ^Am

all of these things w^Fmaj7elcomed us. The worl^Cmaj7d was a stage built just for the two of us. ^Fmaj7We knew we were safe. And nothi^Cmaj7ng could hurt us.

^EI remember the hours we spent by t^Fhe fire. Watching the flames, with their^G eternal life of mot^Amion, their ability to improvise^Dm a myriad of scenes from the ^Ampast and the future. The nights ^Dmwould get quite cold, but we felt protected ^Am in the small^Fmaj7 circle of warmth t^Cmaj7hat we had built for ourselves. ^G

^GFinally, she invited me to stay. “You don't have to leave,” she said. ^G“What’s the point? Aren't you happy here with me?” “Yes, I am,” I replied. ^GI was truly happy.

[O^Dm7pen ^G7D d^Dm7rone^G7 through this section] ^Dm7A few idyllic months followed. But oh, the str^G7ange, contradictory ^Bbway in which we are built!^{Dm Dm7}Some time passed, and I began to miss the city. ^{G7 Bb}I was accustomed to its noises, its neve^Dmr-ending bustling life. ^Dm7Sometimes the sound of cars in the distance woke^G7 me at night

and then I realized^Bb it was the ocean, th^Dm7at gray foamy giant that kept watching us while we slept. ^Amaj7The ocean was busy making its own l^Gmaj7ong-term plans, ^Amaj7ones that it had thousands of yea^Gmaj7rs to fulfill. ^Fmaj7It didn't share its plans. When it talked,^Gmaj7 it spoke in a different ^Amaj7language. I didn't understan^Gmaj7d its words.

^Amaj7[Solo]^{Gmaj7 Gmaj7 Amaj7 Gmaj7 Gmaj7 Dm7 Dm7 Dm7 Dm7} Bm Bm F F Bm Bm F F

^ESometimes I feel tha^Ft she did. And she ^Ewould look at me with ^Fsadness, know^Ging that death and lon^Aeliness were buil^Ft into us^{G A F}from our birth, ^Gwith their inevitable collec^Ation of farewells. ^{F G A}

^APerhaps she let me go before I realized ^FI had to go? ^AAnd finally the day came when I knew I cou^Fldn't stay. ^G I invited her to c^Aome along. But I d^Fidn't th^Gink she would. ^{A F G} “I’ll wait^A for you,” she said. ^{F G}“I’ll be back,” I promised^A.