Fm Cm The beginning of the end Fm Cm Of the harvest was my friend Fm Cm The nature of that place C C# Sends a sweet smell around my head Oh well The hardest thing of all The harboring of our lust Hiding all the time We were cast out of everywhere D#m But enough D#m Last time The last time I remember The last time I remember It was gone How I want you to know How far west we will go Hand in hand, let it low All our days in the slow E F D D# G# All my toys are dead Unraveled at the stairs Opened but who cares? Why? | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsC Cm C# D D# D#m E F Fm G# |