AmGC
You decide to be alone.
FGC
And hell is cold enough to hibernate
AmGC
so let her drift into the snow.
FGC
It's where she chooses how to operate.
AmGC
It might be time to pack her in.
FGC
Set the sails and just get all the way-
AmGC
maybe east or something.
FGCAm/BAm
The west was overrated anyway and the storms coming down.
GC
These old walls are wearing thin.
Am/BAm
There's an ache to this town.
GC
And something's gotta give in
Am/BAmGC
when digging for gold, and coming out dry.
Am
Just a matter of time.
G
Just a matter of time