Intro-        E       D      A      G
              E       D      A      D

 E                D                  A        G
"as someone sets light to the first fire of Autumn
 E          D        A              D
 we settle down, to cut ourselves apart.
 E          D               A            G
 cough and twitch from the news on your face
 E                    D       A           D
 and some foreign candle burning in your eyes

               E       D      A       G
               E       D      A       D
  E          D           A          G
 held to the past, too aware of the pending
  E                  D          A              D
 chill as the dawn breaks and finds us up for sale
  E         D           A               G
 enter the fog another low road descending
  E              D               A              D          A
 away from the cold lust, your house and summertime

(Chorus-- Change from slow strumming of A to fast strumming before chorus)
  A              G                A
 blind to the last curse of the fair
             G             A
 pistols and countless eyes
     G              A
 a trail of white blood betrays
         C              D                A
 the reckless route your craft is running
  A             G              A
 feed till the sun turns into wood
             G           A
 dousing an ancient torch
             G
 loiter the whole day through
       C                   D                 A
 and lose yourself in lines dissecting love

              E       D       A       G
              E       D       A       D
 E               D              A           G
 your name on my cast and my notes on your stay
 E          D       A            D
 offer me little but doting on a crime
 E                  D            A            G
 we've turned every stone and for all our inventions
 E                D              A             D         A
 in matters of love lost, we've no recourse at all

(Chorus)
 A              G                 A
 blind to the last curse of the fair
                G          A
 pistols and countless eyes
                    G
 a trail of white blood betrays
          C             D                 A
 the reckless route your craft is running
                G                A
 feed till the sun turns into wood
           G             A
 dousing an ancient torch
                G                    C                 D
 loiter the whole day through and lose yourself in lines dissecting,
   C                    D            C                     D
 lose yourself in lines dissecting, lose yourself in lines dissecting..."

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