Tom: C
Introdução:
E
Snow in a soulless city
B- A
Covers up the tracks in the road
B C#m7
As a wastrel buys her cigarettes
B A7M
And wipes her pretty nose
B E B
Like a part-time Elvis imi - tator
A
These streets I knew so well
B C#m7 B
Have been pasted beyond recog - nition
A7M
With a temporary smell
B G#m
Now the midnight train eases out
B A7M/
Leaving everyone ma - rooned
C#m7
And without her
A
It might as well be the
C#m7 A7M
surface of the moon
E
So from the well-swept streets of Jackson Heights
B A
To the dockside drudgery
B- C#m7
Everything is now a replica
B A
Of what it used to be
B E
But since they tarted up the trenches
B A
And painted the bridges blue
B C#m7
It see - ms less like a home to me
B A7M
Than just a place they bury you
B G#m
Now we're lit up like a cathedral
B A7M/
In our frozen concrete room
B C#m7
And without her
A
It might as well be the
C#m7 A-
surface of the moon
E F#m G#m
So I need her and I love her
C#m
That is true
F#m G#m
But I'm stuck here like some shipwreck
C#m
Instead of holding on to you
A
When they beat out the tramps
A
And patch up the slums
B C#m7
Everything will be fine
G#m G#7
There'll be a new façade for us
C#m7 A7M
to hide be - hind
E
So on the ancient trails of our coupling
B A
In the places we used to meet
B C#m7
I am a - mazed by the lack of memories
B A
That I thought would flood through me
B E
And the riverside where we first kissed
B A
has now been reduced
B C#m7
To a phony old world market
B A
where only shoppers get seduced
B G#m
Now your arms embrace me strangely
B A7M/
in your unfamiliar room
B C#m7/
And for all I care
A7M/
it might as well be the
A7M C#m7
surface of the moon Yeah for
C#m7/
all I care
A7M
it might as well be the
A7M C#m7 A7M
surface of the moon