INTRO: C   G Am F   C G C   G Am F   C G
 
         C
And it's blue as in cerulean
         G                 Am
It's the scent of new mown hay
F
Laugh and turn the pages
             C               G
When there's nothing left to say
         C
And it's true that a thing of brilliance
       G               Am
Can be paled by dimmer light
F
Spin the tale of ages
    C                   G
And get me through this night
 
 
CHORUS
Am              C
Tragedy takes a number
F      C        G
Beauty takes to flight
Am            C
Reason's on vacation
         F       C    G
And it's killing me tonight
 
 
          C
There's a row of oleander
       G                     Am
That divides your house from mine
F
Stifles words of anger
    C                    G
And keeps the neighbours blind
          C
There's a star set in the distance
      G              Am
Of a steely cold and grey
     F
With lights on the horizon
      C              G
As we look the other way
 
 
         C
And it's blue as in cerulean
         G                 Am
It's the scent of new mown hay
F
Laugh and turn the pages
             C               G
When there's nothing left to say
         C
And it's true that a thing of brilliance
       G               Am
Can be paled by dimmer light
F
Spin the tale of ages
    C                   G
And get us through this night
 
 
CHORUS
Am              C
Tragedy takes a number
F      C        G
Beauty takes to flight
Am            C
Reason's on vacation
         F       C    G
And it's killing me tonight
 
 
          C
There's a music in the silence
     G                    Am
Of a spring that plays no more
  F
A desert in our future
      C               G
And a knocking at the door
          C
There's a peace for the unknowing
          G              Am
There's a warning to the wise
  F
A smile upon the faces
       C          G
Of our ruin in disguise
 
 
         C
And it's blue as in cerulean
         G                 Am
It's the scent of new mown hay
F
Laugh and turn the pages
             C               G
When there's nothing left to say
         C
And it's true that a thing of brilliance
       G               Am
Can be paled by dimmer light
F
Spin the tale of ages
    C                   G
And get us through this night