Logging Field Live chords by Annabelle Dinda

• Difficulty: Intermediate 💪

Performance: tiktok

Verse 1:
Em                                 Em9
I think I’ve gotten really good at watering this hollow wood,
C                          Em7
imaging a tree is going to rise
    Em                            Em9
and missing is a funny thing, collects itself in annual rings,
C                                     Em7
believing well that time will make us wise
      Em                                Em9
But emerging from a fog revealed, I’m standing in a logging field
    C                                 Em7
and time just made me see what isn’t there
   Em                                   Em9
Is someone real if they’re unclear? Can you be gone? You weren’t here
C                                Em7
Am I allowed to grieve the empty air

Chorus:
             Bm*                 C*              Bm*                   C*
And it is a skill I’ve come to question, it is a skill I don’t want to learn
            A*            C                  Em9            C
Building a future off a suggestion, basing a life off of a word,
          Em9           C
living a life off of a word


Verse 2:
    Em                              Em9
I’d say I felt it coming fast, but pains of now are always past,
   C                                  Em7
and no one can predict the way things fall
     Em                               Em9
and missing is a boundless trap, you learn to love around the gap,
      C                               Em7
still pieces of you live there in the vault
       Em                                   Em9
but our bodies weren’t built for grief, all primal screams then quick relief,
      C                                   Em7
we’re built to chop the wood and start a fire
     Em                                  Em9
And as I watch the branches catch, what once was shade becoming ash,
   C                        Em7
I wonder if I’m also on the pyre

Chorus:
             Bm*            C*            Bm*                   C*
And it is a fear I end up living, it is a fear I don’t want to learn
            A*                C                   Em9                   C
you had to go but I’m the one missing, you had to go but I’m the one burned,
         Em9                    C
I let you go and I’m the one burned


Bridge:
A*                    A*                      C              G9
Smoke always rises straight from the source, nothing surprises me anymore,
A*                   A*             C                  Cm
smoke always latches onto my hair, we are just matches catching on air


Chorus:
             Bm*               C*                 Bm*                         C*
And there’s a field somewhere within me, an open field, where things used to grow
              A*                    C                     Em9                     C
Pain I can’t take that never quite kills me, it leaves a space for what I don’t know
            Em9                      C
it leaves a space for what I don’t know.