Iron & Wine - Passing Afternoon

^DThere are times that walk from^E you Like some passi^Ang afternoon ^{D A}Summer warmed the open window^E, ^D, ^E Of her honeymoon ^DAnd she chose a yard to burn B^Eut the ground rememb^A, ^Ders her ^AWooden spoons, her children s^Etir her Bougainvillea^D, ^E blooms ^DThere are things that drift aw^Eay Like our endless ^Anumbered days^{D A}Autumn blew the quilt right o^Eff the Perfect bed sh^D, ^Ee made ^DAnd she's chosen to believe In^E the hymns her mothe^A, ^Dr sings ^ASunday pulls it's children fr^Eom the Piles of falle^D, ^En leaves ^DThere are sailing ships that p^Eass All our bodies i^An the grass ^{D A}Springtime calls her children^E 'til she Let's 'em g^D, ^Eo at last ^DAnd she's chosen where to be T^Ehough she's lost her^A wedding ring^{D A}Somewhere near her misplaced ^Ejar of Bougainvillea ^D, ^Eseeds ^DThere are things we can't reca^Ell Blind as night th^Aat finds us a^Dll ^AWinter tucks her children in ^Eher Fragile china dol^D, ^Els ^DBut my hands remember hers Rol^Eling around the shad^A, ^Dy ferns ^ANaked arms are secrets still ^Elike Songs I'd never ^D, ^Elearned ^DThere are names across the sea^E Only now I do belie^A, ^Dve ^ASometimes with the window clo^Esed She'll sit and th^D, ^Eink of me ^DBut she'll mend his tattered c^Elothes And they'll k^Aiss as if the^Dy know ^AA baby sleeps in all o^Eur bones So scared to^D, ^E be alone