Point Me at Lost Islands Tired Pony
Intro : G Em C (x4) G ...
By the look in your down-turned eyes,
you've h[Em]ad enough of [C]these angry [G]skies.
I can't wait j[Em]ust like you [C]can't wa[G]it
until we'[Em]re out, past fa[C]miliar gat[G]es.
[Em] [C] [D]
Your hands are freezing cold on my face,
just like the wi[C]nter snow that cover[D]s up this place.
Em C G Em C G ...
It's what you wrote in the book's first page.
It's what I've hungered for on that stage.
Those seven words shook the life back in,
so let's just run 'til we lose our breath.
Point me at lost islands. Point me at the sea.
I've love to know the sound of nothing else but you.
Em7 Dsus4 C (x2)
For the life of me, I don't know
what[Dsus4] took [C]us so long, but here we[Em7] are.
Stan[Dsus4]ding f[C]ace to face, suddenly[Em7]
ever[Dsus4]ything[C] makes sense, at least [Em7]to me.
G Em C ...