A                                         D                
The sun bleeds in, hear the magpie sing for sorrow
                A
It makes things better
    A                                        D      
Maybe we'll get to spread our wings tomorrow
              A 
If luck will let us

      Bm     C#m       D       A                             
Can anyone fly into these grey skies?
      Bm           E7             Dmaj7                       
Is there somewhere we're meant to be?

F#m                   E        
Sea Fog comes like a river
          D                A
Rolls a stone, its rolling me


      Bm     C#m       D       A
And I wont fight through the rising tide
      Bm            E7     Dmaj7
If thats the way it has to be


C#m     F#m     Dmaj7
        Sea Fog rolling
C#m     F#m     Dmaj7
        Sea Fog rolling 
C#m     F#m     Dmaj7      E
        Sea Fog rolling

F#m E D A (x2)
Oooooohh

F#m C#m D A