C Climb Is all we know Am When thaw F Is not below us Dm No can't grow up Am F In that iron ground C Dm Claire all too sore for sound Is hardly shown Scraped Across the foam Like they stole it And, oh, how they hold it Claire, we nearly forfeit Dm Am I I'm growing like the quickening hues Dm Am I I'm telling darkness from lines on you F Over havens fora full and swollen Dm morass young habitat! C All been living alone where the ice F snap and the hold clast are known Home We're savage high Come We finally cry Oh, and we don it Because it's right Claire, I was too sore for sight Dm F I were sewing up through the latchet greens Dm F I un-peel keenness honey bean for bean F Same white pillar tone as with the bone Dm street sand is thrown where she stashed us at (All been living alone) C All been living alone where F the cracks at in the low part of the stoning | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsAm C Dm F |