Текст с аккордами
Em Db Can't stop thinking 'bout it Em Am Bm It fills me with unease Em A - Db Out there by the roadside something's buried D Em Under sycamore leaves Wet grounds, late September The foliage of the trees I came upon this feeling that someone's lying Covered by sycamore leaves D Em And I could never face it D Em And take a look and see D Em And I could never break out D Em And shake it's grip on me
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