Hour Of Not Quite Rain

(início)

Bm  E  Bm  E
Bm             A         Bm
In the hour of not quite rain
         G                  D
When the fog was finger tip high
    Bm  E       Bm    E      Bm       E    D
The moon hung suspended in a singular sky
Bm  E  Bm  E  Bm   G  C  F  /E  /D
F#m          Bm
Deeply and beyond seeing,
F#m              Bm
Not wishing to intrude
E             F#m   Bm
Bathed in its own reflection
A                      Bm   E  Bm  E
The water mirrored the moon
The tumbling birds have now sobered
From the leaves of their nursery
Like shadowy, quiet children watching sleeply