Flatsound - Well live

well i’m ^Chuntin’ down the rabbit holes i ^Fsaw out by the lake you ^Ctold me they grow farther from the ^Gwater when it rains i ^Cmet a man who promised ever^Fyone that he had changed but there he ^Cwas by the river with a ^Grock attached to his waist

if it ^Frains the ^Gcrops will grow ^Ftwice as ^Gbig if it ^Fdoesn’t ^Grain we’ll ^Clive

with an ^Capple in my mouth i bit off ^Fmore than i can chew but ^Cwash it down with whiskey and i’m ^Gleft thinking of you when ^Cmaple leaves are autumn green there’s ^Fnothing i can do but ^Cwait for them to change into ^Gsomething with value

so ^Fwhen my ^Gleaves grow ^Fdark and ^Gold they’ll be ^Fkept a^Glive by the ^Fstories ^Gtold because ^Fevery ^Gword has ^Fkept me ^Gwarm even ^Fwhen it’s as ^Gcold as ^Cthis

and ^Fi’m ^Gnot a^Clone your ^Fface is as ^Gwhite as s^Cnow

when you said if it ^Frains the ^Gcrops will grow ^Ftwice as ^Gbig if it ^Fdoesn’t ^Grain i wont ^Fgive a ^Gshit because there ^Fwill be a ^Gcityscape where that ^Fpasture ^Gis so if it ^Fdoesn’t ^Grain we’ll ^Clive.