G D# C Send in that sunshineG D# C Make everything rightG D# C Turn on your love light 'Cause baby I’m coming on byG D# C Send in that sunshineG D# C Make everything rightG D# C 'Cause there ain’t no suffering in lifeG D# C That don’t ease with the passage of time [Verse 1]G D# If stars died of old ageC They wouldn’t explode, they’d burn out with a slow fadeG D# C But stars escape life with a gun shot Which makes me think they stick a pistol in their sun spotG D# C Bite the barrel, squeeze the trigger, Might have cared once, but the obstacles seem biggerG D# And they’re stuck behind a giant 8 ballC The milky way is star brains that are smeared across the space wallG D# C You know the red giant in sector two? Yeah, Hector, true, he was a depressing dudeG D# C I think he thought nobody thought about him, And now that I think about it, I’m liable to guess it’s trueG D# C Everybody wants the sun to come and cure their rough moods but suns need love tooG D# C I give out energy and don’t receive. I’m tired now, I’ll go to sleep N.C. And when this is the coldest solstice, maybe folks’ll notice me [Chorus]G D# C Send in that sunshineG D# C Make everything rightG D# C Turn on your love light, 'Cause baby I’m coming on byG D# C Send in that sunshineG D# C Make everything rightG D# C 'Cause there ain’t no suffering in lifeG D# C That don’t ease with the passage of time [Verse 2]G D# C Goodbye Maggie, Goodbye Jules, I wish you’d stuck around, you wise foolsG D# 'Cause friends they tend to come and go,C The way the ocean ebbs and flows but there’s reminders in the tide poolsG D# But when the standing water’s putridC Who am I to say a choice you made was stupid?G D# There’s a bunch of us who loved youC Fucking stuck here pointing fingers at ourselves for something you didG D# You you you you you packed your problems in a suitcaseC You you you went away forever to a new placeG D# C You left behind a lot of blue faces and bouquets and loose ends like shoelaces, But my friend, it’s too lateG D# C So all my lightweights and barflies, let’s raise a pint each time a star diesG D# And toast the memory of hard livesC Filed on the interstellar hard drives and archives
Send In The Sun
Watsky
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Tom:
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