[Versetto]
C                               D 
There are times that walk from you 
          G              C 
Like some passing afternoon 
G                 D/F#          C             D 
Summer warmed the open window of her honeymoon 
C                        D 
And she chose a yard to burn 
        G                C 
But the ground remembers her 
G                   D/F#               C             D 
Wooden spoons, her children stir her Bougainvillea blooms
[Versetto]
C                             D 
There are things that drift away 
         G                   C 
Like our endless numbered days 
G                D/F#                 C                 D 
Autumn blew the quilt right off the perfect bed she made 
          C                D 
And she's chosen to believe 
       G                C 
In the hymns her mother sings 
G                 D/F#                 C                D 
Sunday pulls its children from their piles of fallen leaves
[Versetto]
C                             D 
There are sailing ships that pass 
        G               C 
All our bodies in the grass 
G                    D/F#                C                 D 
Springtime calls her children 'til she lets them go at last 
           C                D 
And she's chosen where to be 
              G                 C 
Though she's lost her wedding ring 
G                  D/F#               C               D 
Somewhere near her misplaced jar of Bougainvillea seeds
[Versetto]
           C                 D 
There are things we can't recall 
         G                     C 
Blind as night that finds us all 
G                D/F#                C              D 
Winter tucks her children in, her fragile china dolls 
       C                D 
But my hands remember hers 
         G                  C 
Rolling 'round the shaded ferns 
G               D/F#                  C                   D 
Naked arms, her secrets still like songs I'd never learned
[Versetto]
           C                 D 
There are names across the sea 
      G           C 
Only now I do believe 
G                   D/F#                     C                 D 
Sometimes, with the windows closed, she'll sit and think of me 
           C                   D 
But she'll mend his tattered clothes 
             G                 C 
And they'll kiss as if they know 
G                D/F#                 C              D 
A baby sleeps in all our bones, so scared to be alone