Chords for Trevor Hall - Chapter Of The Forest (With Lyrics)

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_ _ _ I greet my Lord down by the riverside, it hits me almost every time. _ _
_ Beauty runs so deep that it's hard to sleep at night.
This [Fm] is the chapter of the forest, every line and every chorus [Ab] from my heart it comes, I
pour it to every single melody, flame without the smoke.
On this holy poetry I swear I'll never choke because I only speak of my mother day, harder,
harder every day.
Lay my love down at her waters, calling on the mountains, daughter. _
No more books, no more empty words, no more running away from her.
I now learn from the wind and rain, from the song of the lion's mane, and as it tosses
the sun [F] and moon, [Ab] I sit back and behold that tone.
All glory upon her name, we say harder, harder, harder, all my day. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Harder, harder, harder, all my day. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Well the simple one conspires with the face that burns like fire, that's where I lay my body down.
And in my dream I heard the lesson of the vault that holds the heaven, so now I gaze
upon the crown.
You see my woman, she is stainless, stood there at the base, touched the face of the
gods, come out the mountain, sweet embrace.
Her song it can't be heard unless you let go of the world, so I laid it all down and
I behold what I heard. _ _
No more books, no more empty _ words, no more running away [Eb] from [Ab] her.
I now learn from the wind and rain, from the song of the lion's mane, and as it tosses
the sun [Fm] and moon, [Ab] I sit back and behold that tone.
_ All glory upon her name, we say harder, harder, harder, all _ my day.
No more books, no more empty _ words, no more running away _ _ _ from _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] her.
I now learn [Ab] from the wind and rain, from the song of the lion's mane, and as it tosses
the sun [Fm] and moon, [Ab] I sit back and behold that [Eb] tone. _
[Ab] All glory upon her name, we say harder, harder, harder, all my day.
_ _ Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, _ _ _ _ whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
_ That would be hard, _ _ _ _ _ _ to touch the cutting _ of _ _ _ _ her hand. _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ I want my books.
_ _ I want my empty books. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ [Ab] _ _ empty books. _ _
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