The Lines Of My Earth
Ton : DbEnglish
Intro :
C#m F# (2x)
C#mThe lines of my earF#th, B so brittle, unEfertile, and reaBdy to C#mdie
I need a dF#rink, but the well has run Bdry
C#mAnd we in the habitF# of B saying the saEme things all oBver aC#mgain
For the moF#ney we shall maBke
This is the F#mlast song that I wrAite
'Til you teEll mBe otherwC#mise B F#
And it's becAause I just don't fEeel it
F#mThis is the lasA song
'Til you tEell Bme other wC#mise
And it's beF#cause I just don't fAeel it anymC#more F# C#m F#
It should be our time
This fertile youth's black soil is ready for rain
The harvest is high, but the well has gone dry
And they in the habit of saying the same things all over again
About the money we shall make
This is the last song that I write
'Til you tell me otherwise
And it's because I just don't feel it
This is the last song
'Til you tell me otherwise
And it's because I just don't feel it anymore
Instrumental :C#m F# (8x) F# B
This is the last song that I write
'Til you tell me otherwise
And it's because I just don't feel it
This is the last song that I write
'Til you tell me otherwise
And it's because I just don't feel it anymore
Instrumental :
C#m F# (8x)