Chords for The Wishing Tree - Hollow Hills

_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _
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[B] _ I _ _ _ _ _
[F#] need my [D] _ _ _ head
[G] _ I said _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
[Bm] Where the _ hollow _
[F#] hills _ [Bm] meet a [F#m] blackened [G] town
She prays for more time [F#] with her eyes cast [F#m] down
[Bm] Her skin polished silver by [E] the [D] _ _ [Bm] moon
And like [Em] the women _ before her, [F#m] she'll never leave too _ soon
[Bm] She'll wait till the bells ring in [D] the sun
[Bm] _ _ _ _
[G] She'll wait till the hollow _ [F#] _
hills [F#m] have _ won _
[B] All of the words that he never found, [F#] he spoke them gently to the [G] ground
But _ nothing filled with [F#m] _ _ _ _ everything _ _
[B] All of the wishes he never shared, he blew them out into empty air
[G] But _ nothing filled with [F#] _ _ _ _ [F#m] everything _ _
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[Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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[Am] _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
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[Am] Lay down the bells, we'll bring [F] the sun
_ _ [E] When the [Am] _ _ _ _ [C] hills _ _
[F] have _ won
_ _ [Am]
When black diamonds [B] fall from up [F] _ _ _ above
_ [G] _
[Am] Lay down _ _ [C] _ _
my [Em] love _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ As _ _ _
[Am] light catches up, feeding _
[Dm] on _ _ _ it
[F]
A cold morning [Am] is begging to [D] be let [E] back _ _ _
[Am] _ in
Her face is in [Dm] plain sight _ _ _
[Am] He'd never seen more than he did now with [E] no [Dm] _ _ _ [F] light _ _
_ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
When air pools [E] froze [F] in brittle grass [Am] like baubles made of [A] coloured _ _ [E] _ glass _ _
[F] _ And _ _ _ _ [Dm] the way your hair blows [F] like a flag [C] upon a _ [Dm] moth
_ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Lay down the bells, we'll bring [F] the sun
_ _ When the [Am] _ _ _ _ hills _ _
[F] have won
_ _ _ [Am]
When black diamonds [B] fall from [F] up _ _ _ above
_ [E] Lay [Am] _ down _ _ [C] _ _
[F] my [Em] _ _ _ love _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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That day [D] when we were walking through the _ [Dm] clover _ _ _
[A#] In bed _ we were looking [G] at an indigo _ _ _ _ [Dm] sky _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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[A] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[Dm] All of the words that he never [D] found, he spoke them gently to the ground
But nothing _ filled with [G] _ _ _ everything _ _ _
[Dm] All of the wishes he never _ [D] shared, he blew them out into empty air
But _ nothing filled with _ _ _ _ everything _ _
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[E] _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ [E] _ _
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[A] _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ _
[Dm] The way the barley swayed when he came [C] _ home _ _ _
[D] The way the sun traced stencils on [A] her skin
_ [Am] _ _ _ [A] _
[Dm] The way the fields _ _ _ [C] whispered when he came home
[A] _
The day his father prayed for all the miners _ _ to restore
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[Dm] _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
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