Lomelda - Mostly me

On the my f^Girst trip to the coast Through the bac^Amkseat window The evergreen shadows rem^Ginded me of home Now they remind me of us si^Amtting close When I'm cr^Cying with the ghosts ^Am Cr^Cying with the ghosts It's ^Bmmostly s^Cky

It's mostly lea^Gving town I guess Never thought I'd ^Ambe such a mess

I lo^Bmved you but I l^Amost you to silence And now I'm lo^Gsing my breath Just from cou^Amnting up weekends When I'm cr^Cying with the ghosts ^Am Cr^Cying with the ghosts The world is m^Bmostly sky

The place we le^Emave And when we do^Dn't leave Walking where the d^Bmead gather in the f^Cog I saw you thr^Emough it ^{D Bm}I can see ya through it ^C