Shroud

[F7]I'm[C] l[G/C]ooking 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]It [C]do[F]es no good to talk about anything
It does no good to tell you I'm a wounded fiend

[F7]It'[C]s [G/C]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

[Am]I w[C]as[F] a tongue that's telling you that somebody else is trying

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

[F7]I c[C]ou[G/C]ld 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]I g[C]ot[F] 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
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