D D G D

[Verse 1]

D                                    G
There's a channel. There's a tunnel
                D
You can sail by train, from the English coast
                                 G
There's an ocean with no tunnel
                D
You can sail by mail, but go parcel post

[Prechorus]

        A
There's nothing but the waves, the fish & the kelp
G
In between her & him
     A
They entertain the thought about meeting halfway
    D                    G
But neither knows how to swim

[Chorus]

Bm             A
He has a pump, she has a pail
        D                 G
They'll empty this quarry soon
Bm                  A
Stand on a rock and see each other wave
        G
And for now that will have to do
           D
Till the Atlantic's dry


[Verse 2]

D                                         G
There's a lighthouse, there's an outhouse
                                     D
Both rely on a torch, just different bulbs
                                 G
He sends flowers- it takes hours
                   Bm                             D
Just to lie on her porch, they're quite different bulbs

[Prechorus]

        A
There's nothing but the waves, the fish & the kelp
G
In between her & him
     A
They entertain the thought about meeting halfway
    D                    G
But neither knows how to swim

[Chorus]

Bm             A
He has a pump, she has a pail
        D                 G
They'll empty this quarry soon
Bm                  A
Stand on a rock and see each other wave
        G
And for now that will have to do
           D
Till the Atlantic's dry


[Bridge]

C                   G
Bridge the distance, drain the ocean
C                     Bm
Pave a highway on the sandy floor
C               G            Gm            A
Part the waters with devotion- it's just a thought
D                       G
A reunion near Bermuda
                     D
They're too tired to hug, they just stand and gleam

Dehydrated yet elated
G                                        D
& they suddenly wake, they've both shared a dream

[Prechorus]

        A
There's nothing but the waves, the fish & the kelp
G
In between her & him
     A
They entertain the thought about meeting halfway
    D                    G
But neither knows how to swim

[Chorus]

Bm             A
He has a pump, she has a pail
        D                 G
They'll empty this quarry soon
Bm                  A
Stand on a rock and see each other wave
        G
And for now that will have to do


[Outro]
         Bm               A
Till the airfares drop to Greyhound rates
    G
For now that will have to do
     Bm                     A
Till Mother Earth moves and shifts some plates
    G
For now that will have to do
         Bm                 A
Till the Crown reclaims the United States
    G
For now that will have to do
     Bm                   A
Till Saint Peter opens up Heaven's gates
    G
For now that will have to do
         D
Till the Atlantic's dry