Seven Odd Years
AridVersion1
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Seven odd years and I'm resting my head down
Seven odd years that can't be turned around
Seven odd years and I don't know where to go
I'm still roaming in your woods
I'm still guessing why I never could
Seven odd years and I must be going blind
Seven odd years hang heavy on my mind
Like the rolling of my tears and the dream where
The heart never fears
Where the heart never fears
Seven odd years and I must be going blind
Seven odd years and time is on my mind
And the fire beneath the stone, where your head lies
My heart often goes
Oh the heart often goes
Oh the heart often goes
To your life and to your flame and the ghost is crowded
Like the game I'm playing
Seven odd years and I'm living in the past
Seven odd years and time is fading fast
See the writing of your youth see the whole and
the whole cuts right through
Oh cuts right through
And I just can't go on
And I just can't go on
And I just can't go on
The road I'm taking and the bond I'm
breaking anymore
Seven odd years and meet me down the line
Seven odd years and you'd think I'd be doing fine
But I'm still roaming in your woods
I'm still guessin why I never had
anything the way I should.
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Readable chord sheet for Seven Odd Years by Arid
[Em]Seven odd years and I'm resting my head d[G]own [Em]Seven odd years that can't be turned a[G]round [Em]Seven odd years and I don't know where to [G]go I'm still r[C]oaming in your w[D]oods I'm still g[C]uessing why I never c[D]ould [Em]Seven odd years and I must be going b[G]lind [Em]Seven odd years hang heavy on my m[G]ind Like the r[C]olling of my t[D]ears and the d[C]ream where The heart never f[D]ears Where the h[Em]eart never fears [Em]Seven odd years and I must be going b[G]lind [Em]Seven odd years and time is on my m[G]ind And the f[C]ire beneath the s[D]tone, where your h[C]ead lies My heart often g[D]oes Oh the h[C]eart often goes Oh the h[Em]eart often goes To your [C]life and to your [D]flame and the ghost is c[D]rowded Like the game I'm p[D]laying [Em]Seven odd years and I'm living in the [G]past [Em]Seven odd years and time is fading f[G]ast See the w[C]riting of your yo[D]uth see the w[C]hole and the whole cuts right th[D]rough Oh cuts right t[Em]hrough [C] And I [D]just can't [Am]go on And I [D]just can't [Am]go on And I [D]just can't [Am]go on The r[D]oad I'm [Am]taking and the [D]bond I'm [Am]breaking any[D]mo[Dsus4]re [D] [Em]Seven odd years and meet me down the l[G]ine [Em]Seven odd years and you'd think I'd be doing f[G]ine But I'm still ro[C]aming in your w[D]oods I'm still gu[C]essin why I never had anything the way I should. [D]