Written by The Tallest Man on Earth (Kristian Mattson)
Released on The Wild Hunt (2010)
Tabbed by Eyolf ØØstrem
Capo 7th fret (sounding key Eb major)
Tuning: Open G (DGdgbd’)
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[Verse]
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God I see in headlights, kneeling down on frozen highways and sal-
deer is in the audience by the border of the darkness, where for-
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But now the ghost is in my jacket and my stairs were built in anger Winding forcefully but end up where I stand But there are no rocks or salt and nails, I load my cannons not to kill you Simply lost the words to tell you I'm afraid
And there's a sign up to a hill to see the far of the land Well the sign will tell you, "Turn if there's a one" Still the day is never done, but there's a light on where you're sleeping So I hope somewhere that troubles will be gone
Oh darling, when it's you I see in headlights, driving down the golden highway And salvation in the beauty of some brace And the deer is gone without me to the valley of surrender There is still another world along it's tracks
But there's that sign up to a hill to see the far of the land Well the sign will say, "There's still a higher one" And now the day is slowly setting, and the light's on where you're sleeping So I hope somewhere that troubles will be gone