Shroud

F7/C G/C
I'm looking more like my mother
I was so staggering waiting for you
I was so sure my belly bending 
knees, but nobody cared for more

Am C F
It does no good to talk about 
anything
It does no good to tell you I'm a 
wounded fiend

F7/C G/C
It's not the things we discover, 
it's in the way we try to cover with
 ground
I'm not a flat fingered dullard I 
was so sure and never right

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Am C F
I was a tongue that's telling you 
that somebody else is trying

F7/C C Em
And I got no feeling about it at all
In this old season of doubt and love
And I got no reason to bury it here

F7/C G/C
I could fall backwards forever
I could be boxed inside
And living without, well don't blow 
my cover
It taken years to make a beautiful 
shroud

Am C F
I got no use in talking about 
anything
And I could tell you it seems to be 
a haunting me
It does no good to talk about 
anything

F7/C C Em 9x
Whooooa