[Intro]
[G - C9 - G - D]
[Strophe]
G                 C9       D 
           Night - swimming
G                 C9       A9* 
deserves  a quiet  night
C9                D 
                                The
G                 C9       D 
 photograph on the dashboard,
G                 C9       A9 
 taken    years   ago,
C9                           D 
 turned around backwards so the windshield shows.
[Strophe]
G                 C9       D 
 Every streetlight        reveals the
G                 C9       A9* 
 picture   in   re-verse
C9                D 
 Still it's so much clearer
G                 C9       D 
 I  forgot  my     shirt  at the
G                 C9      A9* 
 water's edge. The moon is low  to-
C9                D 
-night.
[Pont]
[G - C9 - G - D]
[Strophe]
G                 C9       D 
           Night - swimming
G                 C9       A9* 
deserves  a quiet  night        I’m
C9                D 
 not sure all these people   under-
G                 C9       D 
-stand.       It’s not like years
G                 C9       A9* 
ago.           The fear  of getting
C9                D 
 caught,        of recklessness and
G                 C9       D 
 water.       They cannot   see me
G                 C9       A9* 
 naked.      These things   they go
C9                D 
away,            replaced  by  every(day)
[Strophe]
G                 C9       D 
-day.      Night - swimming...
G                 C9       A9* 
remembering  that  night.       Sep-
C9                D 
-tember's  coming  soon.        I'm
G                 C9       D 
 pining  for  the  moon.        And
G                  C9      A9* 
 what if there were two     side by
C9                D 
 side in orbit    around the fairest
G                 C9       D 
 sun?         That bright, tight for-
G                 C9       A9* 
-ever drum cannot describe    night-
C9                D 
 swimming.
[Strophe]
G                 C9       D 
 You, I thought I  knew you.
G                 C9       A9* 
 You,  I  can-not  judge
C9                 D 
 You, I thought you knew me. This one’s
G                 C9       D 
 laughing    quiet-ly         under-
G                 C9       A9* 
-neath  my breath.            Night-
C9                D 
 swimming.
[Pont]
[G - C9 - G - D]
[Solo]
G       C9   D
G       C9   A9*
C9      D
[Strophe]
G             C9      D 
 photograph re-flects  every
G             C9      A9* 
 streetlight a reminder. Night-
C9            D 
-swimming   de-serves a quiet
G             C9      D 
 night.
G             C9      A9* 
            de-serves a quiet
C9            D 
 night.
[Solo]
G       C9   D
G       C9   A9*
C9      D
G       C9   A9*
C9      D        G
G       C9
G       D
G       C9   A9*
G       C9   A9*

c9      D