D                  Bm
Down by the bay, a man made of clay
         D                              Bm
Dips his toes into the ocean, trying to wash himself away
         D                              Bm
He jumps into the pond and he starts to dissolve
       D                                   Bm
And he dreams about the streams that bleed into the Amazon


[Pre-Chorus]
D                                          Bm
If you are a boulder that never leaves the shore
D                                          Bm
You'll get ground up into sand and tracked onto the floor
D                              Bm           D
Swept into a pile on someone's kitchen tile


[Chorus]
      Em     G         Em       Bm     D
These hurricanes have led my heart astray
          Em                                          E               D
But maybe if I try my hardest, I'll finally chase the rainclouds all away


[Verse 2]
              D                           Bm
I heard on the news that they keep finding shoes
       D                                                    Bm
On the shores of Ecuador and no one knows what they should do
              D                                     Bm
They tried to give them away but there's more every day
         D                                                  Bm
Ballet shoes in shades of blue and rubber boots and mary janes


[Pre-Chorus]
   D                                            Bm
If you have to get away, don't take a pleasure cruise
D                                          Bm
Cause you might get swept away, and you'll lose your shoes
        D                        Bm        D
They'll end up in a pile on some foreign isle


[Chorus]
      Em     G         Em       Bm     D
These hurricanes have led my heart astray
          Em                                          E               D
But maybe if I try my hardest, I'll finally chase the rainclouds all away


[Pre-Chorus]
D                      Bm   G                        D
In a couple years, the land will disappear under the ocean
D                           Bm     G                        D
When that day is here, I'll pack a bathing suit and tanning lotion


[Bridge]
F#m                G
I'll let the waves take me away

(In a couple years, the land will disappear under the ocean)
F#m                G          D
I'll let the waves take me away

(When that day is here, I'll pack a bathing suit and tanning lotion)
D  B  G B    D   G  D  E
Away, away, away