Cm Black flies on the windowsill That we are That we are G# That we are to know Cm Winter stole summer's thrill G# And the river's cracked and cold Cm See the sky is no man's land G# A darkened plume to stay Cm Hope here needs a humble hand G# Not a fox found in your place Chorus: Cm A# G# No man is an island, this I know But can't you see? Cm A# G# Maybe you were the ocean when I was just a stone Black flies on the windowsill That we are That we are That we are to hold Comfort came against my will And every story must grow old Still I'll be a traveler A gypsy's reins to face But the road is wearier With that fool found in your place Chorus - x2 So here we are And I don't wanna beg your pardon And I don't wanna ask you why But if I was to go my own way Would I have to pass you by? And I don't wanna beg your pardon And I don't wanna ask you why But if I was to go my own way Would I have to pass you by? | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA# Cm G# |