End Of The Line(Chords)

	        

Intro: G C G 

G 
The end of the line 
             C 
A calamity at first sight 
                      Am 
Now the man in me don't walk right 
                         D   D7 
Just like a pebble in my shoe 

G               C G 
But you were a wanderer; 
                C 
And a competent one at that 
                        Am 
So it caught me by surprise this venerability 
                        D 
That I never thought I had 

            Em 
But you tried so hard to say oh 
C               G 
everything you wanted to 
                Am   G   D 
But with an aching tongue- 
   Am                       G   D 
Oh you spat out at the world now not of words 
          D7        C          G 
but at the pearl that had belonged to her 

        C                       G 
So I went back to the country 
       C                        G 
where the air was mild and sweet 
Am               
I was in need of some reprieve and intermission 
                    D 
Oh to gather up my things and to get back upon my feet 
              C                 G 
But I cant say I've got the answers 
         C              G 
For it's always shades of grey  
Am 
But there's a warmth in the air in mid-September  
        D 
And its enough across my face just to  
                C              G     C   G 
Remind me that I'm well upon my way 


G 
And I feel the ease 
C 
Man I feel it tingle in my toes 
                         Am 
How funny are the way that these memories do grow 
              D 
Into some old french film in black and white 
G             C-G 
And I know the ropes 
                      C 
Because you see I've said goodbye to some lovers 
                Am 
Fleshed out and tied to each other 
            D               
By that invisible string it tangles me 

Em 
And when that morning came up fast well it 
C                G 
Broke the fever square upon its back 
Am   G    D 
and finally I felt just like I should 
  Am         G 
oh the blood under my fingers warmed 
D                           C        G 
the clearing of two month storm now done... 


            C           G 
So I went back to the country 
       C                        G 
where the air's now bitter sweet 
Am               
as subtle is the change of my indifference  
           D 
Oh but strange is how this solitude  
                         
can beat a man complete 
            C           G 
and I can't wait 'till the morning; 
     C                         G 
be it sunshine, hail or snow  
        Am 
see I do not believe in superstition  
           D    
But somewhere amongst this mess 
       C                                G     C   G 
I may have found some happiness to call my own 


       Am              D7 
Oh and time is a healer 
C                   G 
time is a friend of mine 
Am               D7 
in time if you feel it 
C                   G 
would you be a friend of mine 
       C                                    
oh I hope you're a friend of mine