E A E These pines are not the ones that I'm used toB A They won't carry me home when I cryE A E Am I too far gone to recoverF# B Or can I return if I tryE A E Should I trade my soul for anotherB A Learn not to complain anymoreE A E Should I stay and pretend that I'm happyB E Like so many times beforeA Yeah these pinesE Are not mineB They don't smell so sweetE Like the ones in my mindB And I search the needlesA 'Til I run out of timeE B A But I don't see you in these pinesE B AE A E Do I stumble or falter my wordsB A When I'm saying everything is all rightE A E I'm not one to release my depressionF# B But these trees bring it out every nightE A E Well I don't talk 'cause I'm trying to listenB A To the wind take me home through these leavesE A E But it's quiet and I don't hear nothingB E 'Cause the wind doesn't blow through these treesA Yeah these pinesE Are not mineB They don't smell so sweetE Like the ones in my mindB And I search the needlesA 'Til I run out of timeE B A But I don't see you in these pinesE B A No I don't see you in these pinesE B A E B A E
These Pines
Kasey Chambers
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