“Mile,” Meadow, Richard Buckner

* capo at 2nd fret

[C] Where the way has [G] clearly won
[D] understand [C] whether night
[C] made us go [G] or let us come
[D] roughly gone [C] a final mile

[Am] not to say [C] just another
[G] calling back, [Am]
[Am] but (nothing sees us [C] as we drive out
[G] where we shouldn’t’ve.) [D]

tinder torn, spread again,
can’t compare or tell you who
(being here leaves it in: 
what over-there wouldn’t do, 

sure and set-up, almost kneeling
in lost design,
always thought-of …) turns up holding
and looks behind

and sticks around: disappears.
Enough is taken and kept alive ---
just a let: a place to go
to put it off in rendered time

What’s a followed sight to rumble,
left unwound
if it stays back?: I’ll be broken
and passed around.

[Thanks to Frisk for tabs]