Hour Of Not Quite Rain

Bm  E  Bm  E  
 
Bm             A         Bm    
In the hour of not quite rain  
         G                  D      
When the fog was finger tip high  
    Bm  E       Bm    E      Bm       E    D 
The moon hung suspended in a singular sky 
  
Bm  E  Bm  E  Bm   G  C  F  /E  /D 
 
F#m          Bm 
Deeply and beyond seeing,  
F#m              Bm 
Not wishing to intrude  
E             F#m   Bm   
Bathed in its own reflection  
A                      Bm   E  Bm  E  
The water mirrored the moon  
 
The tumbling birds have now sobered  
From the leaves of their nursery  
Like shadowy, quiet children watching sleeply