Tono: E
Introducción:
E
Well I'm a tidal pool explorer
From the days of my misspent youth
A
So I dig in the sand
With my misguided hands
E
And if I dig deep enough
Hell I just might dig it up
B
Talkin' about treasure
A
Talkin' about pleasure
E
Talkin' about love
E
Now I'm a reader of the night sky
And a singer of inordinate tunes
A
So I hang on to the string
Work that whole gravity thing
E
But when my space ship goes pop
Back to the earth I will drop
B
Into the sea
A
Or the limbs of a tree
E
Or the wings of my love
B A E
And I don't know what I'm supposed to do
B A E
Maybe invent me a story or two
A C#m B
I've got coastal confessions to make
E
How 'bout you, how 'bout you?
They say that time is like a river
B C#m A E
So bless me father, yes I have sinned
B C#m A E
Given the chance I'll probably do it again
B C#m
I don't need absolution
A B
Just a simple solution will do
So let's talk about the future