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      Em                                     Bm                          Am
This spring made winter an insulting opening offer, now the passing lane
                             Em
is getter harder to negotiate, thawing out and icing up again.
Em
Past the Mint, where a circle of provincial flags 
     Bm                          Am
are flagging in the front yard,
                                         Em
tired of trying to make us think that it hasn't always been so hard.

D                              G       C
  The sky looks seasick on the boxcar sway,
                                       D                  Em
where the Atlantic and Pacific are the very same far away.

       Em                                               Bm
So the sun pulls me out a bit and lets me go, and I'm a vacuum power cord
(Am)                                           (Em)
  in the back of that van full of kids cleaning carpets for the Lord,
      Em                                           Bm                      Am
and I make a little list of sounds I've found have comforted us in the past:
                                                 Em
the roar of the rumble strips, and the Mennonite metre of the flood forecast,

D                                 G          C
  or how the wind strums on those signs that say
                                 D
the Atlantic and Pacific are the very same far away.

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D                            G         C
  Steer this boat around the snow plow spray
                                       D
while the Atlantic and Pacific are the very same far away.