Black Flies Ben Howard Not sure if this is correct but here goes. Verse one [F]Black fl[Am]ies on the windowsill That we are That we are That we are to [F]know Winter s[Am]tole summer's thrill And the river's crack[F]ed and cold [F]See the [Am]sky is no man's land A darken[F]ed plume to stay Hope her[Am]e needs a humble hand Not a fo[F]x found in your place Chorus [Am]And no m[G]an is an[F] island, oh this I know But can'[Am]t you see, oh? Maybe yo[G]u were t[F]he ocean, when I was just (guitaretab.com)