Petrichor

	  		


Verse 1:
 
A/C# 
  Sometimes I find myself 
     D 
in a crowded room 
A/C# 
  With good friends and 
  D 
a feeling this will 
        A/C# Bm 
end too soon   Some 
things just end too soon 



A/C# 
   I watch you fall asleep 
    D            A/C# 
and never wake up   Don’t 
take these memories or 
    D 
the people I love Cause 
A/C#  Bm 
my God  we might not have 
     A/C#  Bm 
much longer  We might 
              A/C#  D A/C# D 
not have much longer 


Verse 2:

A/C# 
   No I’m not angry no 
    D        A/C# 
I’m not upset   All I’m 
              D 
saying is you tend to 
           A/C# 
forget How good you’ve got 
   Bm                 A/C# 
it damn you’ve got it good 
        D 
And you should cause 
no one deserves this 



A                  Bm 
  Right now though things 
                F#m 
could be better it 
Is a reminder that 
  D 
nothing here is permanent 
A 
  We’re dead or dying and 
  Bm 
I guess we’ll never figure 
   F#m 
it out Dead or dying 
D 
 at least I’m trying 
A                Bm 
  So hard not to dwell 
                    F#m 
on the past Breathe in 
                  D 
every goodbye and try 
                   A 
to make the memory last 
Bm          F#m 
Petrichor reminds me 
        D            A/C# 
of when I was younger 



Verse 3:
          A/C#     D 
There are two dates under 
your name And life is 
    A           Bm 
the dash that’s in between 
            A/C#    D 
And all the flowers that 
surround you Will never 
A          Bm A 
bring back anything 


 
Verse 4:
            A/C# D 
But now and then  well I 
still miss you on the drive 
    A Bm 
home    And still get anxious 
              A/C# D 
when I’m all alone  Faced 
with a feeling that I’ll 
      A   Bm 
never know  where you go 



A                  Bm 
  Right now though things 
                F#m 
could be better it 
Is a reminder that 
  D 
nothing here is permanent 
A 
  We’re dead or dying and 
  Bm 
I guess we’ll never figure 
   F#m 
it out Dead or dying 
D 
 at least I’m trying 
A                Bm 
  So hard not to dwell 
                    F#m 
on the past Breathe in 
                  D 
every goodbye and try 
                   A 
to make the memory last 
Bm          F#m 
Petrichor reminds me 
        D 
of when I was younger 


Instrumental 
A/C# D Bm A D 
Bm A D A/C# Bm A D A/C# 
Bm A D A/C# 



A                  Bm 
  Right now though things 
                F#m 
could be better it 
Is a reminder that 
  D 
nothing here is permanent 
A 
  We’re dead or dying and 
  Bm 
I guess we’ll never figure 
   F#m 
it out Dead or dying 
D 
 at least I’m trying 
A                Bm 
  So hard not to dwell 
                    F#m 
on the past Breathe in 
                  D 
every goodbye and try 
                   A 
to make the memory last 
Bm          F#m 
Petrichor reminds me 
        D            Bm A D A/C# Bm A D A/C# 
of when I was younger