Key: A
Introduction:
Am G C
You decide to be alone.
F G C
And hell is cold enough to hibernate
Am G C
so let her drift into the snow.
F G C
It's where she chooses how to operate.
Am G C
It might be time to pack her in.
F G C
Set the sails and just get all the way-
Am G C
maybe east or something.
Am
The west was overrated anyway and the storms coming down.
G C
These old walls are wearing thin.
Am/B Am
There's an ache to this town.
G C
And something's gotta give in
Am/B Am G C
when digging for gold, and coming out dry.
Am
Just a matter of time.
G
Just a matter of time