Cold Country

Lời & hợp âm

[Intro 1]
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[Verse 1]
I'm [G]cold in this country,
stones in my heart
People look, but unfriendly,
the [D]days are too dark
[G]Stars glitter like diamonds,
ice falls in the air
The shad[D]ows [G]ain't [D]talk[G]ing and the
silence just [D]stands[G][D][G]
I remember these rooms like
pieces of glass
[C]Memory plays [G]tricks, it's too [D]full of cracks
[G]Tim[C]e is now wha[G]t it once used to be
It [C]tugs at my [G]back where [D]used to face [G]me[D]
[G]I d[D]ream of a mother w[C]hose a[G]shes I w[D]ant
I dream of a father not [G]part of his [C]life
I [D]think of a brother [C]whose [G]faith I [D]could find I
[G]dream of a child growing out [C]of my [G]sight
[D]What is more empty than the
depth [G]of our [D]heart?
What ocean is wider [G]than that?
When the [D]farthest shore
ever [C]is [G]forever apart
[D]So dis[G]tance more sadder than san[C]d
What could be [D]sadder than
[G]that?[C][G][D][G][D][G][C][G]
[D]The [C]sun is now [G]fading
on the [D]books on the shelf
[G]The gar[C]den is waiting[G] for som[D]ebody else
[G]I remem[C]ber the wor[G]ds,
they're [D]all I [G]have left
They're pictures [C]of [G]time,
I re[D]member the [G]years[D]
[G]I know a[C] ho[G]tel where they
[D]don't ask your [G]name
A [C]room without a [G]bed,
walls [D]colored with pain
[G]A roo[C]m with no futur[G]e,
a [D]room with [G]no past
Where alone [C]we'll be in[G]side,
[D]cause alone our days [G]will last[D]
[G]I d[D]ream of a mother w[C]hose a[G]shes are w[D]hite, I dream of a father now p[C]art o[G]f the ligh[C]t,
I [D]think of a brother [C]who'd [G]faithfully con[D]fide, I dream [G]of a child growing out [C]of my sight.
[D]What is more empty than
the [G]depth of our [D]heart?
What ocean is wider [C]than [G]that?
[C]When the [D]farthest shore
ever [C]is [G]forever apart
[D]It's a dis[G]tance more sad than sin[C]
What could be [D]sadder than [G]that?[C]
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I [C]look at [G]the river, [D]frozen and [G]black
You [C]know if it [G]takes ya,
it [D]ain't comin' [G]back
I [C]look at the [G]sky, crimson and red
The [C]sun's sinkin' [G]fast,
it's [D]takin' my [G]head[C][G][D]
[G]It's cold [C]in this [G]country,
stones [D]in my [G]heart
People [C]look but aren't [G]friendly,
the [D]days are too dark
[G]Stars gli[C]tter like dia[G]monds,
ice [D]falls from the [G]air
The [C]shadows ain't [G]talking,
the [D]silence just [G]dead[C][G][D]
[G]I d[D]ream of a mother whose a[G]shes are w[D]hite. I dream of a father now part o[G]f the l[C]ight. I[D]
think of a brother [C]whose [G]faith I [D]could fight. I dream [G]of a child growing out [C]of my sight.
[D]What is more empty than the
depth [G]of our [D]heart?
What ocean is wider [G]than that?
[C]When the far[D]thest shore
ever is [G]forever apart
[D]It's a d[G]istance more sadder than sad[C]
What could be [D]sadder than [G]that?[C][G][D]
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