Tom: G
G C
I climbed the peaks of glass with you
F G D
And walked a world of brass with you
G C
And gladly left the glaring streets
F G D
To share a bed of grass with you
G C
You made the elder burn for me
F D
And cut the bird filled thorn for me
G C
And through the ripening summer days
F C D G
You bade the white road turn for me
C
Lock up the lark love
F D G
And pin back the sky
C F
We need a space in which to work
C D G
And sing and die
G
I rode the dark green deep with you
F C D
And drove our dreams like sheep with you
G C
And now my love please let me cross
F D
Brown boundaries of sleep
G
With you
