Verse 
           G 
On the my first trip to the coast 
               Am 
Through the backseat window 
                         G 
The evergreen shadows reminded me of home 
                           Am 
Now they remind me of us sitting close 
           C                    Am 
When I'm crying with the ghosts 
  C 
Crying with the ghosts 
     Bm      C 
It's mostly sky 

               G 
It's mostly leaving town I guess 
                  Am 
Never thought I'd be such a mess 

I confess I know the consequence 
    Bm             Am 
I loved you but I lost you to silence 
              G 
And now I'm losing my breath 
             Am 
Just from counting up weekends 
           C                     Am 
When I'm crying with the ghosts 
  C 
Crying with the ghosts 
              Bm 
The world is mostly sky 

               Em 
The place we leave 
              D 
And when we don't leave 
                   Bm                 C 
Walking where the dead gather in the fog 
             Em      D 
I saw you through it 
Bm                      C 
I can see ya through it