Cifras
Myopia

Tom: C

Introdução:  F   F   Dm   Dm  

 Dm 
Drip, drip, drop, bit by bit
                   D# 
It's the dulcet sound of the glacial melt
 F 
Accompanied by the Beluga
Singing about the hand they've been dealt
 Dm                 D#                           F 
The Emperor and the Arctic Fox listen intently
 A#                                       C                                                             A# 
"I'm beginning to get glimpses of what is called real life"
                                   C 
He says, meaning misfortune
 A#                                       C 
"I'm beginning to get glimpses of what is called real life"
 Dm  D#           F 
"Lost in myopia
                               Dm  D#           F 
(Yes, they're) Lost in myopia"
 Dm7                                                   A# 
Surrounded by ostriches with mouths full of sand
 F 
Their teeth grind the grains, but their faces don't contort
 Dm7                                             A# 
Perplexed, I am unable to breathe in their skin
 F 
We are all vertebrates, but where is their backbone now?
 A#                                       C                                                             A# 
"I'm beginning to get glimpses of what is called real life"
                                   C 
He says, meaning misfortune
 A#                                       C                                                             A# 
"I'm beginning to get glimpses of what is called real life"
                                   C 
He says, meaning misfortune
Post-Chorus
 Dm                         D# 
As the Emperor watches his numbers plummet
 F                         D# 
They hear him scream
                                       Gm                                   Cm             D# 
"They're living in denial (Of science, science, science)
                                   Gm                             Cm             D# 
They're happy to defile (Silence, silence, silence)
                                                 Gm                                   Cm             D# 
Yeah, they're living in denial (Of science, science, science)
                                   Gm                             Cm             D# 
They're happy to defile (Silence, silence, silence)"
 A#                                       C                                                             A# 
"I'm beginning to get glimpses of what is called real life"
                                   C 
He says, meaning misfortune
 Dm7                                                 A# 
Deprived is the polar bear, grasping at straws
 F 
To safeguard dividends they depend on disbelief
 Dm7                                             A# 
Perplexed, I am unable to breathe in their skin
 F 
We are all vertebrates, but where is their backbone now?
 A#                                       C                                                             A# 
"I'm beginning to get glimpses of what is called real life"
                                   C 
He says, meaning misfortune
 A#                                       C                                                             A# 
"I'm beginning to get glimpses of what is called real life"
                                   C 
He says, meaning misfortune
Post-Chorus
 Dm                         D# 
As the Emperor watches his numbers plummet
 F                         D# 
They hear him scream
                                       Gm                                   Cm             D# 
"They're living in denial (Of science, science, science)
                                   Gm                             Cm             D# 
They're happy to defile (Silence, silence, silence)
                                                 Gm                                   Cm             D# 
Yeah, they're living in denial (Of science, science, science)
                                   Gm                             Cm             D# 
They're happy to defile (Silence, silence, silence)"