Oh, I hear the quiet now,
Of paper airplanes falling down.
Oh, the branches of every tree
Bend like a cathedral over me
Down where the river bends
Everyone's waiting
But that's not the reason I'm making the tracks in the snow.
D * C * G *
Wrapped up in scarlet and gold for you.
Oh, there's a choir upon the wind
Singing all familiar hymns.
My ears, they're playing tricks on me
I can almost hear your harmony
Down where the river bends
That's where you're waiting
But that's not the reason I'm making these tracks in the snow.
D * C * G *
Wrapped up in scarlet and gold for you.
(I couldn't figure out the Instrumental part so I just played the chords of the Chorus again)
Down where the river bends
C *
But there's still a reason I'm making these tracks in the snow
D * C * G *
And leave this box wrapped in scarlet and gold for you.
I hope that was somewhat right. Enjoy!