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The Dream Synopsis

Key: E

Introduction:

difficulty
intermediate |||||
                             E                             E(#5) 
Well we were kissing, it was secret
                             A                             B 
We'd had to sneak beyond the kitchen
                     E                                   E(#5) 
Both well aware that there'd be trouble
                 A                           B 
If the manager should find us
                           A                               B                                 C#m 
You'd got a leaning tower of pint pots in your hand
                 F#m                             A             C#m   B 
You can carry much more than I can
             F#m                             B 
And a wicked gale came howling up through
     E             G#m   C#m 
Sheffield city centre
                     F#m                             B                               E       G#m       C#m 
There was palm tree debris everywhere and a roman colosseum
             F#m                             C#m   B                   E   E(#5)   E   E(#5) 
Isn't it boring when I talk about my dreams
                     E                           E(#5) 
I'm in a building and I notice
                     A                               B 
That I'm surrounded by the ocean
                   E                               E(#5) 
I get a feeling, I start running
                             A                         B 
Don't really know why I am running
                                 A                         B 
I never really know why I am running
                       C#m 
'Til I get caught
                 F#m                       A                         C#m   B 
Want to wake up to my dream report?
                 F#m                             B 
And the snow was falling thick and fast
                   E             G#m         C#m 
We were bombing down Los Feliz
               F#m                         B 
It was you and me and Miles Kane
                     E         G#m                     C#m 
And some kid I went to school with
                   F#m                   C#m   B 
Isn't it ugly when I talk about my
 A                                                           G# 
Visions of the past and possible future
                                                           C#m 
Shoot through my mind and I can't let go
 C                         B                   F#m 
Inseparable opposing images
                                                   Am 
When can you come back again?

             F#m                             B 
And a wicked gale came howling up through
     E             G#m     C#m 
Sheffield city centre
                     F#m                           B                                 E         G#m   C#m 
There was palm tree debris everywhere and a roman colosseum
                   F#m                 C#m     B             C#m     F#m 
Isn't it boring when I talk about my dreams
                         A                           B                             E   E(#5)   E   E(#5)   E 
It must be torture when I talk about my dreams