Punch Brothers - Another new world

The leading ^Dmlights of the age all wondered amongst themselv^Em7b5es what I would do next, After all ^A7that I'd found, in my travels around the world, ^Dmwas there anything left? &q^Duot;Gentlemen," I said, "I've studied the c^Gmharts, and if what I am thinking is right, There's an^Cother new world, at the top of the world, for the ^Ffirst one who breaks through the^A7 ice," I looked 'round the roo^Dmm, in that way I once had, and I saw^Em7b5 that they wanted belief, So I sai^A7d, "All I've got are my guts and my God," the^Dmn I paused, "and the Annabel Lee." Oh, the ^DAnnabel Lee, I saw their eyes shine, the most ^Gmbeautiful ship in the sea, My ^CNina, my Pinta, my Santa Maria, my be^Fautiful Annabel ^A7Lee

That s^Dmpring we set sail, the crowds waved from the shore, and on^Em7b5 board the crew waved their hats, But I'd ^A7never had family, just the Annabel Lee, so I n^Dmever had cause to look back. I just ^Dset the course north and I studied the charts, and towa^Gmrds dawn I drifted toward sleep, And I d^Creamed of the fine, deep harbor I'd find past the ^Fice, for my Annabel L^A7ee. After that it got cold^Dmer, the world got quiet. It was ^Em7b5never quite day or quite night. And the s^A7ea turned the color of sky turned the color of ^Dmsea turned the color of ice. Till at^D last all around us was fastness, one vast glassy ^Gmdesert of arsenic white, And the ^Cwaves that once lifted us, shifted instead into ^Fdrifts against Annabel's ^A7sides. And the crew gathered ^Dmcloser, At first for the warmth, but each ^Em7b5day 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. Then it^D gets cloudy, But it feels like I laid there for days, ^Gmor maybe for months But Ann^Cabel held me, the two of us happy, Just to th^Fink back on all we had d^A7one

^DmWe talked of the other new worlds We'd discover as she g^Em7b5ave up her body to me, As I c^A7hopped up her mainsail for timber, I told her of al^Dml that we still had to see. As the ^Dfrost turned her moorings to nine-tails and the win^Gmd lashed her sides in the cold, I ^Cburned her to keep me alive every night in the ^Floving embrace of her ^A7hold.

And I won't call it resc^Dmue, That brought me back here to the old wor^Em7b5ld to drink and decline, And^A7 pretend that the search for another new world was ^Dmwell worth the burning of mine. But ^Dsometimes at night, in my dreams, Comes the singing of ^Gmsome unknown tropical bird, And I s^Cmile in my sleep, Thinking Annabel Lee's finally ^Fmade it to another new wor^A7ld. Yeah, ^Dsometimes at night in my dreams comes the singing of^Gm some unknown tropical bird, And I ^Csmile in my sleep, thinking Annabel Lee's finally m^Fade it to another^A7 new world.