Am                F
Writing novellas, beloved Swannanoa
Am                          G
Say the words just chose ya
Am                    F                           Am
Daughter of a doctor, but you can't fix this part of
Am                        G
The plot that you gave up

[Chorus]
Am
When we were children
F                Em
Nothing yet determined
Em                     G
We were empty chapters
G               Am
Maps not filled in

[Verse]
Am                         
No fears or tethers,
F                    Em
Apair of young wayfarers
Em                           G
You made it all seem clearer
G                           Am
You're not a coward, either

[Interlude]
Am G F (2x)
Am Em

[Verse]
Am              F
Delicate rebel, brilliant and feral,
Am                  G
Show me every vowel
Am                       F             Am   
Black Mountain basements keep you from doorsteps
Am                 G    
Address the unrest 

[Chorus]
Am
When we were children
F                Em
Nothing yet determined
Em                     G
We were empty chapters
G               Am
Maps not filled in

[Verse]
Am
No key is a ___
F                  Em
For us aging archivists
Em                          G
I made sense of the madness
G                     Am
With a broken compass 

[Outro]
Am           G               F      C
Will another let it bring us light?
Am            G              F
Is there only fiction in the fall?
Am           G               F      C
Will another let it bring us light?
Am            G              F
Is there only fiction in the fall?
Am           G               F      C
Will another let it bring us light?
Am            G              F
Is there only fiction in the fall?
Am           G               F      C
Will another let it bring us light?
Am            G              F
Is there only fiction in the fall?