Misc Your Songs - Will wright - the man on the run

^AmThere were ^Fmajmany years to ^Cgo so ^Gmuch I did not ^Fknow ^AmOh we left our^Fmaj severed ^Cdreams ^GAmong them burning ^Fbeams ^AmThere were so^Fmaj many years to ^Cgo so ^Gmuch I did not ^Fknow

^FHopes, ^G#lamely ^Amtethered, ^FFingers; cl^Casped and f^Geathered ^Frestore my c^Glinging s^Ameams ^AmTake me ^Ghome. ^FBut by ^G#that tired ^Amwreath. ^FI lied ^G#through my ^Amteeth. ^AmNow I walk ^Gon ^FDredding ^Gthings to ^Amcome

^AmWalkin ^Fmajthrough the ^Ctrees He f^Geel to his ^Fknees ^AmCrawlin ^Fmajhe went ^Con A ^Gman on the ^Frun He'd ^Amseen that ^Fmajforeign ^Csun He'd ^Gmet the fallen ^Fone I^Amt's^Fmaj my new ^Clow To ^Gtread unblemished ^Fsnow ^AmSo many yea^Fmajrs to ^Cgo ^GGod so much I ^Fdon't know

^Fbut hopes, ^G#lamely ^Amtethered ^Fof fingers ^Cclasped and ^Gfeathered ^Frestored sti^Gll clingi^Amng seams ^Amof a ^Ghome. ^FBut by ^G#that tired ^Amwreath. ^FI lied ^G#through my ^Amteeth. ^AmNow I walk ^Gon ^FRegreting ^Gwhat I've ^Amdone

^AmThere t^Fmajhey struck a^C deal He^G'd lie and ^Fhe'd concial ^AmHe migh^Fmajt even be at^C peace at^G least he'd^F be released ^Amoh the ^Fmajpain dont go^C away ju^Gst dulls da^Fy to day

^FBut by ^G#that tired ^Amwreath. ^FI lied ^G#through my ^Amteeth. ^AmNow I walk ^Gon ^FDredding ^Gthings to ^Amcome