Iron & Wine - Song in stone

^FSongbirds in the^Gm morning, h^Csus2ad my ^Fhead ^Flost in the ^Gmtall trees I knew w^Bbell, well I would^F say Dreaming my ^Cdry ^Bbweeds ^FStray light finds its^Gm way to ^Csus2all of ^Fus ^FSay something ^Gmgreen, it comes^Csus2 back ^BbSign light on my ^Flips, let 'em kiss, ^Cdark ^Bbleaves Bb Bb/A Gmadd4 Let the hands of the wrong prophets heal me all they should Bb Bb/A Gmadd4 Let the wine of the poison Jesus says tastes good And ^Call those trees lay ^Bbdown if you were a ^Fbird and fell into my ^Farms

If I ^Dmwrote your song in ^Bbstone If I ^Dmwore your wings back ^Bbhome Where the ^Dmdreams in the backwater ^Cdrown us ^Bbfar from ^Fhome

Giv^Fe this to the ^Gmgray, it ^Csus2comes back g^Fold ^FBirds of the ^Gmmorning, ^Csus2they may k^Bbnow ^BbKnow more than ^Fus, giving their h^Cymns for l^Bbife Bb Bb/A Gmadd4 Let the waves on the wrong water say what they will say Bb Bb/A Gmadd4 While the wind and the broken branches blow me away ^CAll tall tree lay do^Bbwn if you were the ^Fbird who fell into my ^Farms

I could ^Dmwrite your song in s^Bbtone I could ^Dmwear your wings back^Bb home Where the ^Dmdreams in the backwater ^Cdrown us ^Bbfar from h^Fome