Passion Pit - Looks like rain

^C All the ^Grivers are bending ^Am And the mountains are peaking ^C And the ^Gflowers are blooming ^Am And the meadows are rolling Into ^Fwaves, they wash upon the shore And ^Ambarely touch your ^Gtoes The ^Fclouds are crowding around us For some ^Amreason no one ^Gknows

And I said, "^CHey, looks like ^Emraaiiiiin" ^Am Then you ^Flifted your hands and prayed ^C "Go ^Emawaaayyy^Amy, you can ^Fcome back some other day" ^F But they ^Gstaayyyed ^Am And you ^Fsoaked under all of the grey ^F And the ^Graaiiiiin ^Am Washed all ^Four cries and pleas away

^C Now the ^Gseason is changing ^Am And the leaves now are turning ^C And the ^Gbirds aren't singing ^Am And the grass isn't green anymore^F Than it used to be when the ^Amsunbeams lit it ^Gup And the ^Fclouds are crowding 'round us Just to ^Amsay they've had ^Genough

And I said, "^CHey, looks like ^Emraaiiiiin" ^Am Then you ^Flifted your hands and prayed ^C "Go ^Emawaaayyy^Amy, you can ^Fcome back some other day" ^F But they ^Gstaayyyed ^Am And you ^Fsoaked under all of the grey ^F And the ^Graaiiiiin ^Am Washed all ^Four cries and pleas away

And now the ^Fcurrent takes us out and all the ^Amripples turn to ^Gwaves The ^Fwind begins caressing all the ^Ambranches to a ^Gsway The ^Fair shattered like glass And felt like ^Amcrystals on your ^Gface I ^Ftook you in my arms And I could ^Amhear you saying ^Ggrace

Then I said, "^CHey, looks like ^Emraaiiiiin" ^Am Then you ^Flifted your hands and prayed ^C "Go ^Emawaaayyy^Amy, you can ^Fcome back some other day" ^F But they ^Gstaayyyed ^Am And you ^Fsoaked under all of the grey ^F And the ^Graaiiiiin ^Am Washed all ^Four cries and pleas away^C