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Small Mountain

Midlake
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 The rise  and the fall  upon small mountain
 Was fair  not for all  in need
 And I  with my life  have gone
 Away  from this land  of gold
Formed  from the seed
 Aligned for all  that fortune brings
 And all  that certain men lay
 Upon it when anger  is seen
 And it reigns  like the others
 Giving what all  it can
 While the days  count for nothing
 Nothing that one  understands
 Upon that road  I had struggled  to find
 A way of life  that was common  for all
 And all that runs  on the mountain  was mine
 A way of life  that will surely  be gone
Poor  lands will grow
 Among the weeds  among the roads
 And all  are anxious for song  and dance
 That will sometimes  get old
 And it reigns  like the others
 Giving what all  it can
 While the days  count for nothing
 Nothing that one  understands
 Upon that road  I had struggled  to find
 A way of life  that was common  for all
 And all that runs  on the mountain  was mine
 A way of life  that will surely  be gone
 End on Em

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Readable chord sheet for Small Mountain by Midlake

[Am] [Bm] [Em]
[Am] [Bm] [Em]

The [Am]rise and the [Bm]fall upon small [Em]mountain
Was [Am]fair not for [Bm]all in [Em]need
And [Am]I with my [Bm]life have [Em]gone
A[Am]way from this [Bm]land of [Em]gold

[Am] [Bm]

[Em]Formed from the [C]seed
Aligned for [Bm]all that fortune [Em]brings
And [C]all that certain men [Bm]lay
Upon it when [Am]anger is [Em]seen

And it [C]reigns like the [Bm]others
Giving what [Am]all it [Em]can
While the [C]days count for [Bm]nothing
Nothing that [Am]one under[Em]stands

Upon that [C]road I had [D]struggled to [Em]find
A way of l[C]ife that was [D]common for [Em]all
And all that [C]runs on the [D]mountain was [Em]mine
A way of [C]life that will [D]surely be [Em]gone

[Am] [Bm] [Em]
[Am] [Bm]

[Em]Poor lands will [C]grow
Among the [Bm]weeds among the [Em]roads
And [C]all are anxious for [Bm]song and dance
That will [Am]sometimes get [Em]old

And it [C]reigns like the [Bm]others
Giving what [Am]all it [Em]can
While the [C]days count for [Bm]nothing
Nothing that [Am]one under[Em]stands

Upon that [C]road I had [D]struggled to [Em]find
A way of l[C]ife that was [D]common for [Em]all
And all that [C]runs on the [D]mountain was [Em]mine
A way of [C]life that will [D]surely be [Em]gone

End on Em

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