Atlantic chords by The Weather Station

Intro:
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Verse 1:
    Dm
"My god," I thought
                    C
"My god, what a sunset"
                        F     G
Blood red floods the Atlantic
        Dm
With a wine in my hand
                                           C
Laid back in the grass of some stranger's field
                   F          G
While shearwaters reeled overhead

Chorus 1:
                   F            G       Dm      C
Thinking I should get all this dying off of my mind
          F           G              Dm           C
I should really know better than to read the headlines
         F           G
Does it matter if I see it?
    Dm            C        F       G
No really, can I not just cover my eyes?


Verse 2:
       Dm
In the half light, soft wind on my skin
C                             F
 Pink clouds massing on the cliffs
        G
Thinking how can I touch this
                              Dm
How can I touch this softest petal
                     C
Softest stem, softest leaf
               F       G
Bending, green, in my palm?


Chorus 2:
                      F         G       Dm      C
Thinking I should get all this dying off of my mind
          F           G              Dm           C
I should really know better than to read the headlines
         F           G
Does it matter if I see?
    Dm            C        F       G
No really, can I not just cover my eyes?
    Dm           C            F       G
Oh tell me, why can't I just cover my eyes?


Ending:
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