Capo 3rd fret

Standard (EADGBE)

When the ball has come unwound

 It lays a tangled map all over the ground

 And the clock spins like a toy

 And you know its gonna fall

 Just like the walls of Troy

 When the doors are closed and the road’s unpaved

Tickets read the same for the doomed and the saved

 I call Hannah cause she might be the one to raise the setting sun

Cause she might be the one

 I call Hannah cause she might be the one

Before the morning shows no light

 On the handle of the door

Frozen thick with ice

 And the slowly turning key

 That draws the weary home

 But sets that wagon free

Well there’s clouds on the road

And ghosts in the air

The bridge is down

there’s detours everywhere

But I call Hannah cause she might be the one

To raise the setting sun

Cause she might be the one

I call Hannah cause she might be the one

Well Hannah is her own small town

She’s Sunday afternoon with a carnival sound

She moves lightly through the day

She doesn’t stop for rain

Well there’s nothing in her way

When the numbers say that its all over

Someone’s crushed the very last four leaf clover

Well I’ve still got a hand because I know her

And I call Hannah cause she’ll know where to go

To watch the melting snow

She’ll know where to go

I call Hannah cause she might be the one to raise the setting sun

Cause she might be the one

I call Hannah cause she might be the one