Paolo Nutini - Northern skies

^EmI have returned to the northern skies ^Emwhere the summer had not touched ^EmThe clouds that pass above Oh and ^AmI have returned to the sombre grace Of the ^Ddays too ^Cearly to come and too ^Dearly to stay And ^AI have left a million stars And an ^Docean so lightly so clearly blue And ^AI have left the warmth of the sun And a ^Dmillion ^Cadventures ^Dnot yet begun ^GThe great sense of passing through ^{F# Em Em}The great sense of passing through ^AmThe great sense of ^Dsus2passing through^{G F# Em} Oh f^Emor once there was beauty here for me ^AUnder these white northern skies ^AmAnd I felt the green was blacker ^AmAnd the blue was darker still My r^Doots are lying deeper than I ever think they will again ^AHeartache and poverty un^Dder t^Chese nor^Dthern skies ^GThe great sense of passing through ^{F# Em Em}The great sense of passing through ^AmThe great sense of ^Dpassing throu^Ggh ^{F# Em}