A = 777600E = 222100F = 333200G = 555400A G F E F GA G Was on a flight home from—well, it doesn’t matterF E F G With eleven hours, a million thoughts were gatheringA G My mind kept going to my garden of lavenderF E F G I wanted to get to them so they wouldn’t dieA G When I got home, they were dry as wheatF E F G While the vines thrived around them B-horror film greenA G Not sure what my lavender symbolizeF E F G But inside my heart criedA G My heart is drawn to the small out-of-the-way thingsF E F G That I can’t help but to give my focus and attention and careA G Cause they shut off what hijacks my brainF E F G And help to tune out what can cause me painA G And I care for the animals around my yardF E F G And my sister’s children and I care for my gardenA G Swarmed upon by bumblebeesF E F G And yellow jackets and wasps and hornets that can dart out and stingA G I see the big orange tabby catF E F G Getting warm on the cover of the hot tubA G He turns over on his backF E F G Looking for a belly rubA G I see the deer tracks in the snowF E On the animal pathF G That leads into my backyardA G I hear the sound of my girlfriend’s carF E F G Coming up the driveway and it fills my heart With joyA G Though I know it will all end somedayF E F G And someone else will be sleeping in my mountain houseA G Wondering who lived here beforeF E Just like I sometimes doF G Though I never really cared to exploreA G I see the chocolate and peanut butter catF E I look at him and he looks backF G I snap my fingers and blow him a kissA G He rubs his head against my hand and we reminisceF E I walk downtown and see the Christmas lightsF G Along the highway and how they shineA G And I’m reminded of when I was a childF E F G And how happy I felt when I opened the box and saw a guitar insideA G Was on a flight to somewhere I can’t rememberF E F G I feel like I’ve lived so many lives, I can’t put it all togetherA G Dordrecht, Holland, yeah that was itF E F G I had a nice dinner with a concert promoter and his Korean wife, Suyoung KimA G Then dropped me off at an old spooky hotelF E F G I felt like an old man in a castle looking over at the canalA G And I went and I played for a crowd but my heart wasn’t thereF E F G I came back to my room and slouched in my bedA G And I fell asleep still stewing about my dried up lavenderF E F G And I fell asleep in the dark dead nightA G And I dreamed of a bluejay picking up a seedF E F G And passing it to another’s beakA G Then watched him soar to another branchF E F G Then a baby possum hissed at me as I crept up on him near a trash canA G And I woke up one rainy morning in Dordrecht, HollandF E F G Then got on a flight for London, England
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