verse 1:
Am C G
The archers come to the edge of ferns
Am C G
The wind it floats; so cold with words
Am C G
You're in and out of sleep tonight
Am C G
It leads you to the shed to hide
Dm C G
Breathing in the dark
Dm C G
They're finding where you are
verse 2:
Am C G
If you are, then you know the phone's tapped, the last of the maps are
Am C
breaking codes
G
You've seen the night thieves like sharpened knife bleeds through
Am C G
The moon shows, that you're in reverse
Am C G
The moon shows, that you're in reverse
Dm C G
Breathing in the dark
Dm C G
They're finding where you are