Sea Fog Keane The[A] sun bleeds in, hear the m[F#m]agpie sing for s[D]orrow It makes things [A]better Mayb[A]e we'll get to spread ou[F#m]r wings tomorrow[D] If luck will l[A]et us Can an[Bm]yone fl[C#m]y into the[F#m]se grey [A]skies? Is the[Bm]re somewhere we'[D]re meant to be?[A] [F#m]Sea Fog comes like a r[E]iver Rolls a st[D]one, its rolling [A]in I missed my time in the dark I hear your voice It makes things easy I strayed too far from the road Wish you could always make things easy A (guitaretab.com)