Sherwood - Ground beneath my feet

I saw the ^Alight dance on your face Paint the ^Eshadows of your shape Back when the ^F#mseason made the days so ^Along

And if I ^Aknew my time would come With the lines re^Ehearsed but never sung I'd leave the ^F#mchorus on your tongue I ^Aswear

Now I look a^F#mround to see the ^Dground beneath m^Ay feet^E Every second t^F#makes a thousand ^Ddays away fr^Aom me^E And if I close my ^F#meyes I hear the ^Dgates ^Aswing ^Ewide And by the morning li^F#mght I will have ^Dseen ^Aboth ^Esides

I've got a ^F#mfunny feeling that ^Dit's my day to ^Aleave^{E F#m}Shoulders down the ^Dsweat drips across my ^Acheek^E As I ^F#mturn I can taste the ^Dsalt in the shallow ^Asea^E I feel their ^F#mhearts beating next to ^Eme I hear the ^F#mchatter of my ^Eteeth

Now I look a^F#mround to see the ^Dground beneath m^Ay feet^E The final ^F#mthrill, the quiet ^Dspill, the vile re^Atreat^E Do you see the ^F#mwaves running ^Daway ^Afrom ^Eme? You taste the c^F#mold here in the ^Dair ^AI ^Ebreathe Why'd you let me g^F#mo? 'Cause I can no ^Dlon^Ager ^Esee

^F#mOh my ^Dgod ^AOh my ^Egod ^F#mOh my ^Dgod ^AOh my ^Egod ^F#mOh my ^Dgod ^AOh my ^Egod

Now I look a^F#mround to see the ^Dground beneath m^Ay feet^E Every second ^F#mtakes a thousand ^Ddays away fr^Aom me^E And if I close my ^F#meyes I hear the ^Dgates ^Aswing ^Ewide And by the morning li^F#mght I will have ^Dseen ^Aboth ^Esides So why'd you let me g^F#mo? I can no ^Dlon^Ager ^Esee And I can't breath^F#me ^{D A E A E}