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| | Bm | A | D |
| You wer | e always | there | |
| | Bm | A | D |
| Digging | down where roots would b | urrow under | neath |
| | Em | F#m | G |
| Now the | grass is a | lways overg | rown |
| | Em | F#m | G |
| And the | weeds are | choking out the | sun |
| | Em | F#m | G |
| Pretty | soon they'll | come under the | door |
| | Bm | A | D |
| Just some | pieces of the | roots that once dug | in |
| | Em | F#m | G |
| Now the | grass is | always over | grown |
| | Em | F#m | G |
| And the | weeds are cho | king out the | sun |