Outwards Crying

G F C G Dm The Greens lie where, they were planted and so it goes F C G Dm Deeply routed, beneath the ply boards a harvest fly F C G Dm I'm leaving this town for a minute leaving all I've found F C G Dm I'm leaving this town for a second or even just a day F C G Dm Shrunken beneath the Silver lining, fervent drool C G F Outwards Crying, slowly dying, spiralling Dm C G Dm Outwards Crying, slowly dying, fade away F C G Dm Fern umbrellas, that hold their heads, bright green eyes F C G Dm They may one day be an ochre shade of a butterfly F C G Dm I'm leaving this town for a minute leaving all i've found F C G Dm I'm leaving this town for a second or even just a day F C G Dm Outwards Crying, slowly dying, spiralling F C G Dm Outwards Crying, slowly dying, fade away F C G Dm Outwards Crying, slowly dying, spiralling F C G Dm Outwards Crying, slowly dying, fade away