Notos

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)

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


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

B     F#     B     F#


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


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


[Chorus]
                              Bmaj7
And the rush will take you away
   B

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


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

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