C
I'm so tired 
It feels like my head has been fried 
Dm                     Dm/C       Bb
You don't have to ask for the night
           Am     G      G7
hanging under my eyes 

C
All I need 
is a blanket to cover my feet 
     Dm        Dm/C         Bb
and a touchdown lit up and wide 
          Am         G         G7
enough for me to descend upon 

F       
Undisturbed 
            RIFF Am
The evening is undisturbed 
D7
Free from words 
of those who necessarily 
 G                F    
had to honk horns 
Em                 G7
at the freeway ghost. Who has 

C
no place left 
but the vacuum of everyones thrift
Dm                    Dm/C    Bb
and the sounds of an anxious world 
                  Am     G    G7
who'll never make it on time 
time 

C
In this home
C/B     Am              Am/G          Bb
there is solitude by telephones
 Dm          Dm/C         Bb     Am
of fifteen different take away menues 
G      G7
I slabber on 


F
Undisturbed 
          RIFF  Am
The evenings are undisturbed
D7        
Free from words of those who 
                     G           F
necessarily had to speak up 
              Em             G7
when the lights were off and all 
Am                Dm                F
"not right now" signs called the sounds 
G
to stop