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[Intro]E[Verse]EBlood of my bloodG#m7Skin of my skinB AYou’re in roundelay water againB F#m7I want to face the condition you’re inE A EThe old wrenches hardly turn me[Verse]ECan you catch a thrown lineG#m7Tied around neatB ACircle once about, please allow meB F#mI see the pall coming off of our cheeksE A EWe’re weak but a leaf is turning[Pre-Chorus]A C#m E G#m7And I move lightly in the dawnA C#m E G#m7 F#m F#7Try to, lightly ever on the lee[Chorus]A E BThough I liked summer light on youE B AIf we ride a winter-long windA E BWell time’s not what I belong toE B AAnd I’m not the season I’m in[Verse]EHolding on closeG#mHolding on toB AAny kind of ring I can bring youB F#mAnd at the beachwood pyre good newsE A EIt’s wet but it’s catching easy[Pre-Chorus]A C#m E G#m7And I move slightly in the dawnA C#m E G#m7 F#m F#7Try to, gently ever on the lee[Chorus]A E BThough I liked summer light on youE B AIf we ride a winter-long windA E BWell time’s not what I belong toE B A EAnd you're not the season you're in