Am                                       F
There's no more wind to be found
Em
In the sails
Am
Hands full of falling stars
F                 Em
And comet tails
Am
Rivers of sand
F                                       Em
All entwined through my hands
Am
To know what they've seen
F                             Em
Well my burden's all pale

Am                                            F            Em
I'll make an hourglass from my fingers
Am                                   F            Em
I know I'm only passing through

Am                   F
I don't want to pretend
Em                              Am
That I'm stronger for it all
                             F
I don't want to pretend
              Em             Am
That the sadness is gone
                                               F                    Em            Am
'Cause I want to know that I'm steady on my feet
                       F
I don't want to pretend
            Em                  Am
So pace will be real to me