C G C C7
Sometimes the windows combine with the seams, in a way
Db D# Asus4
That twitches on, the peak at the place where the spirit was slain hey!
Dm Aaug F Am
One foot, leads to another, nights for sleep blue curtains, covers
D# Dm
Sequins in the eyes, that's a fine time to dine
Db F
Divine who's circling, feeding the cards to the midwives
C F C F C F
Who love those alien days, I love those alien days, Mmm the alien days
F C F F7
Must have skipped the ship, and joined the team, for a ride
Db D# Asus4
A couple hours to learn the controls, and commandeer both my eyes hey!
Dm Aaug F Am
Be quick dear, times are uncertain, one month crawling, next year blurring
D# Dm
Decades in the drain, monograms on the brain
Db F
Decide whats working, and what's moved on to the last phase:
C F C F C F
The floodgate alien days, I love those alien days, Mmm the alien days
Db D# A#maj7
When the peels are down, it feels like traveling, in style
Db D# A#maj7
You don't need wings to hover, forty ton stone for a mile
D#m D# Db
And in the summer, virgin visions, mindless humming, numbers can't decide
D# Dm
If the day's suppose to smile
F C F C
A|---------------------------------0-5-4-5-7---0-8-5-7-4-0---------|
E|-5-4-5-1-3-----4-3-4-1-3-----1-0-------------------------3-1-0---|
C|-----------2-------------1---------------------------------------|
G|-----------------------------------------------------------------|
A|-------0---0-5---0-8-5-0----------------|
E|-1-0-1---3---------------1-4-3-4-1-3----|
C|-------------------------------------1--|
G|----------------------------------------|
F C F F7
Today find infinite ways is could be, plenty worse
Db D#
It's a blessing but it's also a curse
D#
Db D# A#maj7
Those days taught me everything I know
Db D# A#maj7
How to catch a feeling, and when to let it go
D#m D#
How all the scheming, soulless creatures, can't find dreamers
Db D# Dm
Honey in the hive, if it's right beneath the nose
Db D# A#maj7
When the light is new, the sky shows trembling, cartoons
Db D# A#maj7
You don't need smoke to cover, most of the world in a gloom
D#m
But here comes racer, number 7
D# Db
Watch my fingers, rip-ping out the lines
D# Dm Db
If it looks like we could lose
D# Dm Db
If it looks like we could lose
D# Dm Db
If it looks like we could lose
D# Dm
If it looks like we could lose
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