Memory Of Your Arms

Marcus Foster

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      C                              Am/F           C     
I see nothing but the memory of your arms upon this train
                                    Am/F           C     
The morning lays a frosted sheet of gold along the plains
Am/F                 Gsus4
Beside the ships and snow
            Am     Gsus4  Am/F
The mind is making crazy  patterns
                         Gsus4
Like the birds along the lake



      Am              Gsus4         Am/F
There isn't much more longing I can take 
Gsus4* Am              Gsus4         Am/F   C
There  isn't much more longing I can take



    C                           Am/F                     C   
The sun is melting amber on the houses painted green and red
                                  Am/F               C
The tired bones pretending she is laying there in bed



            Am/F          Gsus4
Between the words and the smoke
            Am       Gsus4   Am/F
My eyes are skitting on  the water
                       Gsus4
Trying hard to stay a--wake


      Am              Gsus4         Am/F
There isn't much more longing I can take 
Gsus4* Am              Gsus4         Am/F   
There  isn't much more longing I can take



Gsus4* Am Gsus4 Am/F
Gsus4* Am Gsus4 Am/F   C




    C                              Am/F            C
The sky is showing endless roads I have no time to roam
  C        Gsus4    Am        Gsus4      Am/F         C    Gsus4
A restless heart is searching for the pathway to your home home



            Am/F           Gsus4
Between the towers and the tracks 
         Am     Gsus4    Am/F
Hold the memory of  your arms
                            Gsus4 
Upon the eyes just about to break



      Am              Gsus4         Am/F
There isn't much more longing I can take 
Gsus4* Am              Gsus4         Am/F   C
There  isn't much more longing I can take
Gsus4* Am              Gsus4          Am/F                  Gsus4*
There  isn't much more longing, there isn't much more longing
      Am              Gsus4*        F
There isn't much more longing I can take