Tono: G
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
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
who's colored bitter lime.
Em
C
open the window
Am
Bm
D
and lift into your dreams
Em
C
lately, baby
Am
D
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
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
it's tracking outer rings.
Em
C
open your window
Am
Bm
D
to lift into a dream
Em
C
baby, baby
Am
D
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
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
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
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
G#m
and cannot climb the trees.