A Adim A Adim C#m Bm

[Verse]
A               D                C#m     Bm
I lost my lover deep inside this valley
A                      Bm                  F#m   E
I was searching when I thought I heard her call
E       Bm            F#m             D              C#m
But the echoes in the canyon so much like my lover’s voice
G                            D                E              A
Were the high white cries of eagles spinning careless in the wind
Bm C#m  D G  D G
        Oh oo oo
C
Oh oo oo

[Verse]
A               D                       C#m     Bm
I lost my lover in an old house off the freeway
A                         Bm          F#m   E
We’d stopped to take some rustic photographs
E       Bm            F#m                        D           C#m
Yeah, I walked the halls and empty rooms but all I heard was rain
G                            D   E         A
So I made my way up to the cemetery on the hill

[Chorus]
D                       Bm                F#m               D
Oh, The wild goose runs circles round the wishing well till dawn
D                       Bm                F#m                  D
All the sons and unwed mothers make their way down through the fog
D        C#m              Bm                   A                D
Does the howling of these dire wolves wake the dead or just the dogs?
Bm C#m  D G  D G
        Oh oo oo
C    G
Oh oo oo
C#m   Bm
Oh oo oo
A     Bm   F#m Bm
Oh oo oo
D      C#m
Oh oo oo
D     E
Oh oo oo

[Bridge]
A               D                C#m     Bm
I lost my lover in the shadows of this city
A                       Bm                F#m   E
We were waiting for our rideshare in the rain
E   Bm        F#m
She kissed me twice and snapped her fingers
D              C#m          G             D
And suddenly I stood at the edge of every world
D        E              A
I’d ever conjured in my mind

[Chorus]
D                       Bm                F#m               D
Oh, The wild goose runs circles round the wishing well till dawn
D                       Bm                F#m                  D
All the sons and unwed mothers make their way down through the fog
D        C#m              Bm                   A                F#m
Does the howling of these dire wolves wake the dead or just the dogs?

[Outro]
D                       Bm                F#m               D
Oh, The wild goose runs circles round the wishing well till dawn
D                       Bm                F#m                  D
All the sons and unwed mothers make their way down through the fog
D        C#m              Bm                   A                D
Does the howling of these dire wolves wake the dead or just the dogs?
D G  D G
Oh oo oo
C    G
Oh oo oo
A      D
Oh oo oo