G Bm E you wake up in the morning G Bm E and fall out of your bed G Bm E mean cat eat parakeets D C B and this one's nearly dead. G Bm E you dearly wish the wind shift G Bm E and greasy windows slide G Bm E open for the parakeet D C B who's colored bitter lime. Em C open the window Am Bm D and lift into your dreams Em C lately, baby Am D B7 you can barely breathe. G Bm E a broken wrist an accident G Bm E you know that something's wrong G Bm E you fold the leavings of your past D C B no one knows you've gone. G Bm E the sunspot flares of the early G Bm E nineties light up your wings. G Bm E and scan the shortwave radio D C B it's tracking outer rings. Em C open your window Am Bm D to lift into a dream Em C baby, baby Am D B7 you can starts to breathe G Bm E the tectonic dispatcher shifts G Bm E to smooth the ocean floor G Bm E and flattens out to warmer winds D C B of Brisbane's sunny shore. G Bm E where buddhas tend to mending wrists G Bm E a tea made from the leaves G Bm E of eucalyptus fragrances D C B and coriander seeds. Em C open the window Am Bm D to lift into a dream Em C baby, baby Am Bm D you can starts to breathe. Em C open your window Am Bm D to lift into a dream Em C baby, baby Am D B7 you can starts to breathe G Bm E you wake up in the morning G Bm E to warm Pacific breeze G Bm E where mean cars chew on licorice D C Abm and cannot climb the trees.