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[Intro] Bm [Verse 1]
BmIn October 2015, I was out in the yard I'd just finished splitting up the scrap two-by-fours into kindling EmI glanced up at the half moon, pink, chill refinery cloud light
Two big blackbirds flew over, their wings whooshing and low
ATwo ravens, but only two Their bF#mlack feaGthers tiF#mnted in the suGnset Bm
[Verse 2]
BmI knew these birds were omens but of what I wasn't sure They were flying out toward the island where we hoped to move EmYou were probably inside, you were probably aching, wanting not to die
Your body transformed
I couldn't bear to look so I turned my hAead west Like an early death F#mNow I can only sGee you on the fF#mridge in lifeless picGtures
[Verse 3]
BmAnd in every dream I have at night, and in every room I walk into Like here, where I sit the next October, still seeing your eyes EmPleading and afraid, full of love Calling out from another place because you're nAot here
I watched you die in this room, then I gave your clothes away
I'm sorry, I F#mhad Gto And F#mnow I'll mGove Bm
[Verse 4]
BmI will move with our daughter, we will ride over water EmWith your ghost underneath the boat
What was you is now burnt bones, and I cannot be at home
AI'm running, grief flailing F#m G F#m G
Bm [Verse 5]
BmThe second time I went to Haida Gwaii was just me and our daughter EmOnly one month after you died, my face was still contorted
Driving up and down, boots wet inside, aimless and weeping
I neAeded to return to the place where we discovered that F#mChildleGss, F#mwe could blanket ourGselves in the Bmmoss there, for our long lives
But when we came home you were pregnant
And then our life together was not lEmong You had cancer and you were killed, and I'm left living like this
Crying on the logging roads with your ashes in a jar
Thinking aAbout the things I'll tell you When you get back from wherever it is that yF#mou've gGone F#m But then I remGember death is rBmeal
[Verse 6]
BmAnd I'm still here in Masset, it's August 12th, 2016 You've been dead for one month and three dEmays
And we are sleeping in the forest There is sand still in the blankets from the beach Where we released you from the jar
When we wAake up, all the clothes that we left out are cold and damp Just from the F#mair permGeating The grF#mound opens uGp
[Verse 7]
BmSurrounded by growth, nurse logs with layers of moss and life Young cedars, the sound of water, thick salal And EmGod-like huckleberries
The ground absorbs and remakes whatever falls Nothing dies here
But hAere is where I came to grieve To dive into it with you F#mWith your absGence ButF#m I keep picking you berGries