C# F# C# F#
Sparrows fight with a hawk in flight
C# A#m F#
The dippers fade away
Fm A#m C# F#
Slowly, sable turns to white
C# F# C# F#
She left her sleeping bag behind
C# A#m F#
Left her pocket knife
Fm A#m C# F#
A# watermelon and a lime
C# F# C# F#
I found a paper in my coat
C# A#m F#
Forgotten months ago
Fm A#m C# F#
She stole my lighter, so I'll use the stove
C# F# C# F#
Saw a murder of crows move by
C# A#m F#
Purple with the night
Fm A#m C# F#
While starlings murmured to silent types
C# F# C# F#
Maybe August 29th
C# A#m F#
If I make it through July
Fm A#m C# F#
Thank God for coffee and apple pie