The Park - Ver 2

C C It took hold of me C7 Am I saw a grown man crying Dm G C Am I ricocheted the difference as a stranger kindly watching Dm G C Am From a park bench across the street Dm G G C C7 And it took hold of me Am I wonder what this man is borrowing Dm G C Am Has he unlocked the pattern from that well that he's been drawing from Dm G C Am As he dips the shadows unto his feet? Dm G G C C7 And it took hold of me Am Was someone planting him a garden? Dm G C Am Was her hair as long as the streams within a fountain Dm Pouring light G C Am Into a home he could not keep Dm G |C |B♭ |Am |Dm G |C Am |Dm G |C |Am G7 | C7 F Oh how nice to see a pattern broken D7 G When I've never even seen my father weep G7 G7 C C7 So it took hold of me Am Was someone planting him a daughter Dm G C Am Dm Was her life as strong as the river pushing water from the sides G C Am And gently out to sea Dm G G C C7 And it took hold of me Am I offer cigarette and lighter Dm G C Am I know it isn't much but if it makes spirits feel higher Dm G C Am We push the smoke out into the street Dm G C Am Into the street Dm G C Am Into the street Dm G C