Cass McCombs - Morning shadows

^EPlodd^Amaj7ing, morn^Eing s^Amaj7hadows ^Eblanket th^Amaj7e cracks alo^Eng the ^Amaj7patio ^EDroplets f^Amaj7all into t^Einy poo^Amaj7ls ^Ethat brig^Amaj7hten with the ^Ewhite light^A of renew^Eal

^F#mAs one memory ^Eeludes ^Amaj7me ^Eanother con^Amaj7sumes me ^EA pane of ^Amaj7glass fogged^E by breath fr^Amaj7om nostrils k^Eeeping me^Amaj7 at bay from^E a world le^Amaj7ss hostile ^EThe world ^Amaj7is so vain ^Eand u^Amaj7ncertain! ^EA death i^Amaj7n the family ^Eand I'm in ^Alove agai^En

^BNew^C#m day ^BNew^C#m day ^BNew^C#m day ^BNew^C#m day

^EMelting f^Arost on th^Ee juni^Aper ^EGreyness evo^Amaj7lves into ^Ea spectrum of ^Amaj7color