Snow Patrol - Set the fire to the third bar

^BmI find^A the ^Gmap and draw a straight line ^BmOver r^Aivers^G, farms, and state lines ^BmThe di^Astanc^Ge from me to where you'd be ^BmIt's o^Anly f^Ginger-lengths that I see ^BmI touc^Ah the^G place where I'd find your face ^BmMy fin^Agers ^Gin creases of distant dark places

^BmI hang^A my c^Goat up in the first bar ^BmThere ^Ais no^G peace that I've felt so far ^BmThe la^Aughte^Gr penetrates my silence ^BmAs dru^Anken ^Gmen find flaws in science

^BmTheir ^Awords^G mostly noises ^BmGhosts^A with^G just voices ^BmYour w^Aords ^Gin my memory ^BmAre li^Ake mu^Gsic to me

^BmI'm mile^Ds from where you are, ^AI lay d^Gown on the cold ground ^BmI pray t^Dhat something picks me up ^AAnd set^Cadd9s me down in your warm arms

^BmAfter ^AI hav^Ge travelled so far ^BmWe'd s^Aet th^Ge fire to the third bar ^BmWe'd s^Ahare ^Geach other like an island ^BmUntil ^Aexhau^Gsted, close our eyelids ^BmAnd dr^Aeamin^Gg pink wildfire ^BmThe la^Ast pl^Gace we left off ^BmYour s^Aoft s^Gkin is weeping ^BmA joy ^Ayou c^Gan't keep it

^BmI'm mile^Ds from where you are, ^AI lay d^Gown on the cold ground ^BmAnd I pr^Day that something picks me up ^Aand set^Cadd9s me down in your warm arms

^BmI'm mile^Ds from where you are, ^AI lay d^Gown on the cold ground ^BmI pray t^Dhat something picks me up ^Aand set^Cadd9s me down in your warm arms