Kin

E grandma's singing in the bedroom G it's a near forgotten lullaby Am that she used to sing when I wasn't well E father's outside chopping firewood G like he did when he'd been drinking Am or when he and mom were at it again E grandpa's rocking chair is rocking G I can hear the wood complaining Am and the idle taps as he empties his pipe E I do my best to just ignore them G but the sound always finds me Am despite them being dead and gone E Am I hear them all the time E Am I hear them all the time E Am I hear them all the time E Am I hear them all the time E Am I hear you all the time E Am I feel you in my mind E Am I cannot sleep, but I'm tryin' E Am I hear you all the time