Mile, Meadow, Richard Buckner * capo at 2nd fret C G Where the way has clearly won D C understand whether night C G made us go or let us come D C roughly gone a final mile Am C not to say just another G Am calling back, Am C but (nothing sees us as we drive out G D where we shouldntve.) tinder torn, spread again, cant compare or tell you who (being here leaves it in: what over-there wouldnt do, sure and set-up, almost kneeling in lost design, always thought-of ) turns up holding and looks behind and sticks around: disappears. Enough is taken and kept alive --- just a let: a place to go to put it off in rendered time Whats a followed sight to rumble, left unwound if it stays back?: Ill be broken and passed around. Thanks to Frisk for tabs