Iron & Wine - Passing Afternoon

      

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 Passing Afternoon - Iron & Wine

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 Tuning: Standard, Capo II
 
             C                   D               G        C    
 There are times that walk from you like some passing afternoon
 G                  D          Em         D    
 Summer warmed the open window of her honeymoon
           C              D              G               C 
 And she chose a yard to burn, but the ground remembers her
 G                     D                   Em         D   
 Wooden spoons, her children stir her bougainvillea blooms
 
             C                D              G                C  
 There are things that drift away like our endless, numbered days
 G                 D                   Em             D  
 Autumn blew the quilt right off the perfect bed she made
             C          D            G                 C  
 And she's chosen to believe in the hymns her mother sings
 G                   D                 Em               D   
 Sunday pulls its children from their piles of fallen leaves
 
              C                D             G            C   
 There are sailing ships that pass all our bodies in the grass
 G                       D                Em              D  
 Springtime calls her children 'till she lets them go at last
             C             D                 G                C  
 And she's chosen where to be, though she's lost her wedding ring
 G                      D                 Em         D  
 Somewhere near her misplaced jar of bougainvillea seeds
 
             C               D               G                   C 
 There are things we can't recall, blind as night that finds us all
 G                   D               Em            D  
 Winter tucks her children in, her fragile china dolls
          C             D               G                C  
 But my hands remember hers, rolling 'round the shaded ferns
 G                  D                Em                D   
 Naked arms, her secrets still like songs I'd never learned
 
             C               D         G         C    
 There are names across the sea, only now I do believe
 G                     D                   Em               D 
 Sometimes with the windows closed, she'll sit and think of me
              C                  D                  G               C  
 But she'll mend his tattered clothes, and they'll kiss as if they know
 G                 D                  Em           D  
 A baby sleeps in all our bones, so scared to be alone
 
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