Alvvays - After the earthquake

After the e^Aarthquake Pictures hanging d^Giagonally Drive through crying in a m^Ailkshake It wasn’t built to l^Gast

Up in the fr^Aont seat You were playing with the st^Gation And I was fidgeting with t^Ahe heat Looking back to the v^Dibrant days of r^Gacket in the ^Emhall

Ca^Dution to the br^Aeeze Say you’ll climb your ^Emway out of your w^Dake now-^Aow Velvet curtain d^Emrawn Fl^Dowers at your f^Aeet Say you’ll contempl^Cate how you’re we^Gighed down ^A

The pulse of the br^Aakelight is the colour of b^Gurning embers If you wake up, will you rem^Aember The awful things I sa^Gid at the edge of the bed?

Thrashing like a gr^Aeat white As they rolled you up on a str^Getcher (I feel the northern tide crashing) And the faint words of Jessica Fl^Aetcher (on the pines) Were drowned out by the so^Dund of r^Gacket in the ^Emhall (I feel the northern tide crashing on the pines)

Ca^Dution to the ^Abreeze Say you’ll climb your ^Emway out of your w^Dake now-^Aow

Those ^Dmaj7days, I’d never let you fall ^Gmaj7apart But things ^Dmaj7fade like the scent of a brand new ^Gmaj7 car Why would I ever fall in ^Dmaj7love again When ^E7every detail is o^Emver the gu^Dardrail? ^A Say you’ll climb your ^Emway out of your w^Dake n^Aow

S^Aay you’ll contempl^Cate how you’re w^Emeighed d^Aown

Are you awake now? ^{Em D A} Are you awake now? ^{Em D A}

Racket in the ^Emhall Ca^Dution to the br^Aeeze Velvet curtain d^Emrawn Fl^Dowers at your f^Aeet