Bb/G#
A stBb/G#ick, a stone, it's the end of the Gm6road
It's the rest of a stD#m6(9)/F#ump, it's a little aBbmaj7lone
It's a sliver of glE7(9)ass, it is life, it's the Ebmaj7sun
It is night, it is dG#7(b5)eath, it's a trap, it's a Bbmaj7gun
The oak when it blBb7(9sus4)ooms, a fBb7ox in the bEbmaj7rush
The knot in the wEbm7ood, the song of a thBbmaj7rush
The will of the wBb7(9sus4)ind, a clBb7iff, a Ebmaj7fall
A scrEbm7atch, a lump, it is nothing at Bbmaj7all
It's the wind blowing frBb/G#ee, it's the end of the sGm6lope
It's a beam, it's a vD#m6(9)/F#oid, it's a hunch, it's a Bbmaj7hope
And the river bank tE7(9)alks of the waters of Ebmaj7March
It's the end of the strG#7(b5)ain, it's the joy in your Bbmaj7heart
The fBb/G#oot, the ground, the flesh and the Gm6bone
The beat of the rD#m6(9)/F#oad, a slingshot's sBbmaj7tone
A fish, a flBb7(9sus4)ash, a sBb7ilvery gEbmaj7low
A fEbm7ight, a bet, the range of a Bbmaj7bow
The bed of the wBb/G#ell, the end of the Gm6line
The dismay in the fD#m6(9)/F#ace, it's a loss, it's a Bbmaj7find
A spE7(9)ear, a spike, a point, a nEbmaj7ail
A drG#7(b5)ip, a drop, the end of the Bbmaj7tale
A truck load of brBb7(9sus4)icks in the Bb7soft morning Ebmaj7light
The sEbm7ound of a shot in the dead of the Bbmaj7night
A mBb/G#ile, a must, a thrust, a Gm6bump,
It's a girl, it's a rhD#m6(9)/F#yme, it's a cold, it's the Bbmaj7mumps
The plan of the Bb7house, the body in C/Ebed
And the car that got sEbm7tuck, it's the mud, it's the Bbmaj7mud
A flBb/G#oat, a drift, a flight, a Gm6wing
A hD#m6(9)/F#awk, a quail, the promise of spBbmaj7ring
And the river bank tBb7alks of the waters of Ebmaj7March
It's the promise of lEbm7ife, it's the joy in your Bbmaj7heart
A snake, a stBb7(9sus4)ick, it is JBb7ohn, it is Ebmaj7Joe
It's a thorn on your hEbm7and and a cut in your Bbmaj7toe
A pBb/G#oint, a grain, a bee, a Gm6bite
A blD#m6(9)/F#ink, a blizzard, a sudden stroke of Bbmaj7night
A pass in the mBb7(9sus4)ountains, a hBb7orse and a Ebmaj7mule
In the dEbm7istance the shelves rode three shadows of bBbmaj7lue
And the rBb/G#iver bank talks of the waters of Gm6March
It's the promise of D#m6(9)/F#life in your heart, in your Bbmaj7heart
A stE7(9)ick, a stone, the end of the Ebmaj7road
The rest of a stEbm7ump, a lonesome Bbmaj7road
A slBb/G#iver of glass, a life, the Gm6sun
A knife, a dD#m6(9)/F#eath, the end of the Bbmaj7run
And the river bank E7(9)talks of the waters of Ebmaj7March
It's the end of all strEbm7ain, it's the joy in your Bbmaj7heart