D#m    F#     D#

B      F#


[Verse 1]
Bmaj7                B
There's an eerie quiet
                     Bmaj7
On the southern levees
D
With a halcyon sky and

Atmosphere gone heavy (Because)

                                       C#          G#m
There's a wind arising with the ire of Venus
                               C#    D#m    B
Tugging at the surface of the seas between us
                                     C#        D#m
And it's catalyzing with a breath of calefaction
               G#m7                                D#m   F#
A thunderous disturbance, and for every action, a reaction


[Chorus]
                             Bmaj7
And the rush will take you away
            D#m                F#
Like you're caught in the undertow
                            Bmaj7
And you will drown in the wake
         B                    D#m        F#
Of the things you lost to the winds of Notos

B     F#     B     F#


[Verse 2]
B                                     G#m       D#m
But the water's rising (quicker than light and sound)
B                                    C#
From the seas within me (coming up from the ground)
B                      D#m
And I try to fight it (cumulonimbus clouds)
B                                 C#       D#m       Bmaj7
But I drain completely (cover the sun and drown it out)


B                                              C#     D#m  G#m
Every inhale I take, swallows the ocean whole, and I am one
                                            C#          D#m     Bmaj7
With the hurricane, tall as the tide that laps with a rabid tongue
                                                    C#                G#m
With every exhale, I break you down with a fury, I lay the hills undone
                                                             F#
Like a dog gone untamed, bellowing out a river from my lungs


[Chorus]
                              Bmaj7   B
And the rush will take you away
              F#
Like you're caught in the undertow
                              B
And you will drown in the wake
                                                 F#
Of the things you said that you can't take back, no


[Outro]
                               Bmaj7   B
And every word you shouldn't say
                            F#
Will come bubbling out of your throat
                               Bmaj7
But you've got no one left to blame
            Bmaj7                         F#
For the things you lost to the winds of Notos
               G#m
You gotta let go

C#    B          D#m    G#m