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 a stone
Verse two
[F]Black fl[Am]ies on the windowsill
That we are
That we are
That we are to hold[F]
Comfort [Am]came against my will
And ever[F]y story must grow old
Still I'[Am]ll be a traveller
A gypsy'[F]s reins to face
But the [Am]road is wearier
With tha[F]t fool found in your place
Chorus x2
[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 a stone
[F]So here we are...
[Am] [F] [Am] [F] [Am] [F]
Bridge x2
[Am]And I do[G]n't wanna beg your pardon
And I do[F]n't wanna ask you why
But if I was to go my own way
Would I have to pass you by?
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