[C] [F] [C] [F]
[C]Gray November
I've been down since [F]July
[C]Motion capture
Put me in a [F]bad light
[C]I replay my footsteps on each stepping [F]stone
Trying to find the one where I went [C]wrong
[C]Writing letters
Addressed to the [F]fire
And I was [C]catching my breath
[C]Staring out an open window
[F]Catching my death
And I [C]couldn't be sure
I had a feeling so pec[F]uliar
[F]That this pain would be for
[C]Evermore [F]
[C]Hey December
Guess I'm feeling [F]unmoored
[C]Can't remember
What I used to [F]fight for
[C]I rewind thе tape but all it does is [F]pause
[F]On the vеry moment, all was lost
[C]Sending signals
To be double-[F]crossed
And I was [C]catching my breath
[C]Barefoot in the wildest winter
[F]Catching my death
And I [C]couldn't be sure
I had a feeling so pec[F]uliar
[F]That this pain would be for
[C]Evermore
[F](Evermore)
Can't not [G]think of all the cost [Am7]
And the things that will be lost [F]
Oh, can [G]we just get a pause? [Am7]
To be certain we'll be tall again [F]
Whether [G]weather be the frost [Am7]
Or the violence of the dog days [F]
I'm on [G]waves, out being tossed [Am7]
Is there a line that I could just go cross? [F]
shipwrecked (Can't [G]think of all the cost)
I [Am7]thought of you (And the
things that will be lost, oh) [F]
In the cracks of light (Can [G]we just get a pause?)
I [Am7]dreamed of you (To be certain we'll be
tall again, if you [F]think of all the costs)
It was real enough (Whether [G]weather be the frost)
To [Am7]get me through (Or the violence of the dog days)
(Or the violence of the dog days)[F]
(I'm on [G]waves, out being tossed)
I [Am7]swear (Is there a
line that we could just go cr[C]oss?)
[C]You were there [F] [C] [F]
And I was [C]catching my breath
Floors of a cabin creaking [F]under my step
And I [C]couldn't be sure
I had a feeling so pec[F]uliar
[F]This pain wouldn't be for
[C]Evermore
Everm[F]ore
Everm[C]ore
This pain wouldn't be f[F]or evermore
Everm[C]ore [F]