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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?
 E A B)
            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