Passing Afternoon Iron & Wine
Passing Afternoon
Iron And Wine.
Yeah, well here it is. It's easy but still nice to have all typed up.
Love always,
There are times[D] that walk from you Like some [E]passing afternoon [A] [D]
[A]Summer warmed the open window[E] Of her honeymoon [D] [E]
And she chose a[D] yard to burn But the ground r[E]emembers her [A] [D]
[A]Wooden spoons, her children s[E]tir her Bougainvillea[D] blooms [E]
There are thing[D]s that drift away Like our end[E]less numbered days [A] [D]
[A]Autumn blew the quilt right o[E]ff the Perfect bed sh[D]e made [E]
And she's chose[D]n to believe In the hymns her [E]mother sings [A] [D]
[A]Sunday pulls it's children fr[E]om the Piles of falle[D]n leaves [E]
There are saili[D]ng ships that pass All our bod[E]ies in the grass [A] [D]
[A]Springtime calls her children[E] 'til she Let's 'em g[D]o at last [E]
And she's chose[D]n where to be Though she's los[E]t her wedding ring [A] [D]
[A]Somewhere near her misplaced [E]jar of Bougainvillea [D]seeds [E]
There are thing[D]s we can't recall Blind as nig[E]ht that finds us all[A] [D]
[A]Winter tucks her children in [E]her Fragile china dol[D]ls [E]
But my hands re[D]member hers Rolling around the[E] shady ferns [A] [D]
[A]Naked arms are secrets still [E]like Songs I'd never [D]learned [E]
There are names[D] across the sea Only now I do [E]believe [A] [D]
[A]Sometimes with the window clo[E]sed She'll sit and th[D]ink of me [E]
But she'll mend[D] his tattered clothes And they[E]'ll kiss as if they [A]know [D]
[A]A baby sleeps in all our bone[E]s So scared to be alo[D]ne[E]
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