Black Flies

not sure if this is correct but here goes . Verse one F Am black flies on the windowsill that we are that we are F that we are to know Am winter stole summer’s thrill F and the river’s cracked and cold F Am see the sky is no man’s land F a darkened plume to stay Am hope here needs a humble hand F not a fox found in your place Chorus Am G F and no man is an island , oh this i know Am but can’t you see , oh? G F maybe you were the ocean , when i was just a stone Verse two F Am black flies on the windowsill that we are that we are F that we are to hold Am comfort came against my will F and every story must grow old Am still i’ll be a traveller F a gypsy’s reins to face Am but the road is wearier F with that fool found in your place Chorus x2 Am G F and no man is an island , oh this i know Am but can’t you see , oh? G F maybe you were the ocean , when i was just a stone F so here we are . . . Am F Am F Am F Bridge x2 Am G and i don’t wanna beg your pardon F and i don’t wanna ask you why but if i was to go my own way would i have to pass you by?