The Dear Hunter - His hands matched his tongue

^AA long ^Bmwalk ^Ahome, ^Eriddl^Esus4ed wit^Eh ^Dregret Un^Dco^C#mmmon^Bmly ^Acom^Bmfortabl^Ae, b^Eut ^Esus4still ^EI ^Dbelieve

^DThat in ^C#mtime ^BmI think I'll ^Esee just what's been ^Bmweighing down on ^Eme An unearthy ^Bmvoid collapsed, ex^Eposing what was trapped To ^Bmrelease this serendipitous ^Edesign

The ^Asmel^Bml of ^Asmoke, the ^Eeveni^Esus4ng sky^E was ^Dproof ^{D C#m Bm} Be^Alated ^Bmconversation satur^Aate anticipation for the ^Eanswers that ^Esus4simply^E won't ^Dcome

^DBut ^C#mnot ^BmI, I won't ^Eask ^Esus4Forget my ^Bmplace amongst the ^Egrass The ^Esus4leaves and the ^Bmtrees remember m^Ee And ^Esus4in my ^Bmnaivety it might be ^Eseen The ^Esus4pail has ^Bmleaked and even ^Eif You ^Esus4pour all your ^Bmwater into ^Eit You ^Esus4end up with ^Bmnothing left to ^Edrink The ^Esus4well has gone ^Bmdry and I with ^Eit

^EOh, some^Esus4day she'll be ^Bmgone ^EOh, some^Esus4day she'll be ^Bmgone ^EOh, some^Esus4day she'll be ^Bmgone ^EOh, some^Esus4day she'll be ^Bmgone

^Bm(We'll still have her ^Esong to ^Esus4sing) ^BmSing softly, bring me to the lake ^ESing softly, ^Esus4sing me to the lake