Punch Brothers - Another new world

After a^A7ll that I'd found, in my circles around the worl^Dmd, was there anything left? &q^Duot;Gentlemen," I said, "I've studied th^Gm/De maps, and if what I am thinking is right, There's an^C/Eother new world, at the top of the world, for whoe^F/Cver can break through the i^A7/C#ce," Dm Em7b5 I looked 'round the room, in that way I once had, and I saw that they wanted belief, So I s^A7aid, "All I've got are my guts and my God," then I^Dm paused, "and the Annabel Lee." Oh, the A^Dsusnnabel ^DLee, I saw their eyes shine, the most ^Gmbeautiful ship in the sea, My ^CNina, my Pinta, my Santa Maria, my beautiful A^Fnnabel ^A7Lee

But I'd ^A7never had family, just the Annabel Lee, so I n^Dmever had cause to look back. I just ^Dstudied the charts, set the course north, and towards d^Gmark I drifted toward sleep, And I d^Creamed of the fine, deep harbor I'd find past the ^Fice, for my Annabel L^A7ee. Dm Em7b5 After that it got colder, and the world got quiet. It was never quite day or quite night. And the s^A7ea turned the color of sky turned the color of ^Dmsea turned the color of ice. After t^Dhat all around us was vastness, one glassy d^Gmesert of arsenic white, And the ^Cwaves that once lifted us, shifted instead into ^Fdrifts against Annabel's ^A7sides. Dm Em7b5 And the crew gathered closer, at first for the comfort, but each morning would bring a new set Of t^A7racks in the snow, leading over the edge of the world,^Dm til I was the only one left. After t^Dhat it gets cloudy, But it feels like I laid there for ^Gmdays, or maybe for months But Ann^Cabel held me, the two of us happy, Just to th^Fink back on all we had d^A7one

^A7As I chopped up her mainsail for timber, I told her of ^Dmall that we still had to see. ^DAs the ice {frost} turned her mooringsTo nine-tails and the ^Gmwind lashed her sides in the cold, I ^Cburned her to keep me alive every night in the ^Floving embrace of her ^A7hold.

Pre^A7tend that the search for another new world was well^Dm worth the burning of mine. But ^Dsometimes at night, in my dreams, Comes the singing of ^Gmsome unheard tropical bird, And I s^Cmile in my sleep, Thinking Annabel Lee's finally ^Fmade it to the top of the ^A7world. Yeah, ^Dsometimes at night in my dreams comes the singing of some ^Gmunheard tropical bird, And I ^Csmile in my sleep, thinking Annabel Lee's finally f^Found another new ^A7world.