Jets To Brazil
Part 1 Abm C#m I'm a long list with no time. Sunset panic on the street, sugar and lightbulbs, the milk of kindness is behind us now. Part 2 B C#m With all those stones in your coat, B A did you think I wouldn't know? The tea leaves of trashed streets, dirty needles and sweets. Zero to heaven in seven, A lifetime, A nanosecond. All the sand in your glass is going by so fast. Part 3 A E The radio is playing our tune. C#m A I love it, could you turn it down? A E The thought of you crying in my room; C#m A I miss you, could you come around Abm sometime? When the night comes down, the world becomes a room under the microscope with a labcoat and glue. I'm fixing this hole with everything I knew. The music is making my head split. I love it, could you turn it off? The thought of you is tearing me in two. I miss you, could you come around sometime? Abm Sometime? Part 4 E B C#m This list is what went right; E B A your name is written twice. We live like astronauts and our missions never cross. Abm A The stakes are high, Abm A we're standing by. E - B - C#m - A (interlude thingy) E B C#m A There used to be a hundred ways to put my arms around you; Every one seemed new, natural and true, perfecting loneliness 'til nothing's holding us. Consider Earth: we could be the first.