The B played in intro is 224422
for the rest E shape barred on the 7th fret
[Intro]
 


What would be 

the use in bec

oming
  
a symbol of wa

lking desolati

on?

Awash in multi

ple griefs

Elaborating on

 more anguish

[Verse 1]

What glows ben

eath? (all the

 pain and angu

ish)

Love that does

n't die (magma

 embroidering)
             
"Love", a smal

          
l word, unable

 to hold
              
 While we stre

             
tch at it's me

         
aning

[Verse 2]
             
Now this: What

            
's this new ve

rsion of love
              
that intrudes 

        
into the peace

 I thought I h

ad?
              
This love has 

     
no recipient
              
but still lies

       
 there smolder

ing
             
indifferent st

              
ars in the nig

              
ht sky watch m

         
e while I chur

n
              
still holding 

     
this love for 

you
          
without a thin

g to do
             
but try to liv

              
e in this unin

       
vited liberati

on
          
wihtout a home

 in your life 

or heart
          
without a shel

ter at all
            
exposed and bu

rning still
              
this unattende

  
d fire
             
for no one ema

              
nates a wasted

 
 warmth on the

 wind
             
pushing agains

              
t the edges of

              
 what it means

    
 to give
              
Lost wisdom in

  
 sparks that r

ise and die

[Verse 3]
             
Even if I neve

              
r get to see y

    
ou again
              
I'll know that

             
 when we colli

              
ded we both br

              
oke eachother 

 
open
              
rose petals we

    
re blustering
             
and I'm determ

              
ined still to 

              
hold open this

 
 door
              
even now as it

      
 devastates
             
I wake up gasp

              
ing in the voi

  
d again

[Verse 4]
             
Speak sky, blo

             
w breaths, exh

ale to disipat

e
           
the always gat

              
hering clouds 

            
of yearning me

mory
              
of all that we

             
 foresaw, laid

              
 out before us

           (
, unlived

[Outro]
             
Dropped from a

           
 height     ba

            
ck into the op

   
en ocean
              
it's all horiz

    
on
  
this sky mirro

ring emptiness
           
is where I fir

         
st found you