Teignmouth

Tom: Am

Verse:
Am        F
On the Night train
        C           Em       
From the city to the south
Am      F     
I saw spirits
      C           Em 
Crawl across the river mouth
Am
In skewed ascension
F
with no destination 
    C                   Em
like this lone batchelor in me
Am                        F
This constant yearning for great love and learning
        C                Em
and the wind to carry me free

Chorus:
F                    C                  Am            G
So when the birds fly south, reach up and hold their tails
F            C                Am              G
Pull up and out of here and bridle the autumn gales
F           C              Am                  G
Down by the burning cliffs, by the unrelenting roll
F           C              Am              G    Am(into verse)
Marry the untold blessings and anchor this lost soul