Doe Hills

G Fmaj7 Am (4x) G Fmaj7 Am On top of the wasteland, so barren and high G Fmaj7 Am The glare from the ocean shines up through the sky G Fmaj7 Am The croak of the raven so lonesome and shrill, G Fmaj7 Am the middle of two bays, up on foggy Doe Hills G Fmaj7 Am G Fmaj7 Am Pathways are beaten by eons of wear G Fmaj7 Am stone from the ice has been balanced with care G Fmaj7 Am the moss from the bays have gone ripe with the chill G Fmaj7 Am on top of the isthmus, on foggy Doe Hills G Fmaj7 Am G Fmaj7 Am the calm of the evening, the call of the loon G Fmaj7 Am the moss and the lichen are marking the tune G Fmaj7 Am Scent of the sea, and celestial thrills G Fmaj7 Am Where the rocks still remain, up on foggy Doe Hills G Fmaj7 Am G Fmaj7 Am Then the new culture came, for foundations to lay G Fmaj7 Am Across all four seasons, theyre paving the way G Fmaj7 Am and into their orders, they had to ful-fill G Fmaj7 Am and blast through the face, up on foggy Doe Hills G Fmaj7 Am (4x) G Fmaj7 Am The wolves on the marshlands are howling no more G Fmaj7 Am the relics and tokens have swept off the shore G Fmaj7 Am am-nesia has stricken the want and the will G Fmaj7 Am and lost track of time up on foggy Doe Hills G Fmaj7 Am G Fmaj7 Am what more can we ask for what more can we save? G Fmaj7 Am the myths and the legends have faded a-way G Fmaj7 Am the shrine on the hilltop is standing there still G Fmaj7 Am you pass it on by up on foggy Doe Hills G Fmaj7 Am G Fmaj7 Am On this haunted island that we've made a-gain G Fmaj7 Am where spirits pile up on the ghosts before them G Fmaj7 Am the cycle goes on, and soon we'll join the bill G Fmaj7 Am but the rocks will remain up on foggy Doe Hills G Fmaj7 Am (4x)