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[Verse]

               F
Well I’ve been wading in your waves 
up to my chin,
        Am
sinking slowly deeper as the waves 
roll in.
        F
Losing sight of land, I’m wondering,
          Am
“How’d I ever trick myself to get 
back in?”
        F
Believe me, there’s no harder thing 
in this life
          Am
than believing that happiness is 
within my arm’s reach
       F
and seeing that there is beauty in 
this world
                    Am
that I have been missing, and I 
don’t want to miss no more.

[Interlude]

F G Am

{Chorus]

               F                   
These are the days that are putting
 G               Am
 wrinkles on my face,
                          F        
and I’ve been forced to admit that 
               G                Am
the slightest weight could bury me.
              F                  
And now the leaves are turning on 
      G
the trees
              Am
and there’s a map between me and 
what I need.
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         F                G   
I don’t know if it needs me, it 
                      Am
feels like I’m sinking.

[Interlude]

F G Am (x2)

[Verse]

                         F
I’m throwing darts at a map,
             Am                    
trying to remember where I left my 
           F
heart last.
            Am                     
So when the van’s packed up and the
                      F
 tank is filled with gas,
        Am                       
we can make our way from the east 
               F      Am
coast to the west.
               F
And you could call…
Or I’ll see you all next summer or 
      Am
next fall,
and we can talk about the year we 
           F
spent apart
since the last time every city stole
     Am
 my heart.

[Chorus]

               F                   
These are the days that are putting
 G               Am
 wrinkles on my face,
                          F        
and I’ve been forced to admit that 
               G                Am
the slightest weight could bury me.
              F                  
And now the leaves are turning on 
      G
the trees
              Am
and there’s a map between me and 
what I need.
         F                G   
I don’t know if it needs me, it 
                      Am
feels like I’m sinking.

[Solo]

F G Am (x4)

[Chorus]

               F                   
These are the days that are putting
                 Am
 wrinkles on my face,
                          F        
and I’ve been forced to admit that 
                                Am
the slightest weight could bury me.
              F                  
And now the leaves are turning on 
      G
the trees
              Am
and there’s a map between me and 
what I need.
         F                G   
I don’t know if it needs me, it 
                      Am
feels like I’m sinking.

[Final chorus]

               F                   
These are the days that are putting
 G               Am
 wrinkles on my face,
                          F        
and I’ve been forced to admit that 
               G                Am
the slightest weight could bury me.
              F                  
And now the leaves are turning on 
      G
the trees
              Am
and there’s a map between me and 
what I need.
         F                G   
I don’t know if it needs me, it 
                      Am
feels like I’m sinking.
         F                G   
I don’t know if it needs me, it 
                      Am
feels like I’m sinking.
         F                G       
I don’t know if it needs me, I 
              Am
know I’m sinking.