The Listener

A                         Bm
All of my life, I've been asking the same things
      E7                                 A
And I still don't think I'm closer to an answer
A                       Bm
I'd build an ark at the first sighting of rain
        E7                                  A
But the sky just stays the same, and I feel landlocked by our conversation

E7        A                           E7        E                  A
I - can't tell the difference between stars and lights that I'm to follow. They all glow

 [Chorus]
   Bm      E           Bm       E
So set my sails toward westward gales
   Bm                    E             A
And pray that love don't just blow one direction

 [Verse 2]
A                    Bm
500 times I've asked you if you're still there
      E7                              A
And I never hear replies, yet somehow I'm still doing fine
A                       E7
If I find land, will I know if it was planned, or if it's all just happenstance?
            A                                 E7            A
And will it matter as long as there is ground around for my feet?
                      E            A
If I head south, will that be here-sy?
 A
No, I don't think so

 [Chorus]
    Bm     E     Bm        E
So cast my fears away from piers
 Bm                      E             A
And pray that love don't just blow one direction

 [Instrumental}
Bm  E  Bm  E  A

D                          A
Listen to the river, now - Listen to the river
E                          A
Listen to the river, now - Listen to the river
 [Repeated]