Tom: G
Introdução:
G
I'm taking syllables that I want to lose meaning
G
And painting them in white up on the ceiling
C9
To swim around the air while I am sleeping
C9
And in the morning they'll
G
Be a little bit blurrier.
G
And one morning I'll be squinting from my bed
G
To make out the letters overhead
C9
But they've blurred into a cloud up there instead
C9 G
And I'm inviting you to be white paint
C9 G D
I'm inviting you to be white paint.
(refrão)
D C9
Where do you send things to
C9 G
When your heart ain't got no room?
G D
'Cos I'm set on banishing
D C9
My undying love
C9 G
Unwavering favor of
C9 D G
All the wrong things.
G
Those syllables will sound against my skull
G
To echo and overlap until they're dull
C9
To blend in with the hum inside the walls
C9 G
And I'm inviting you to be white noise
C9 G
I'm inviting you to be white noise.
(refrão)
G
And I'd like to know how difficult is it
G
To recreate established laws of physics
C9
To dwell inside the confines of a minute
C9 G
Where everything just drones, null and void
C9 G
And in that instant you are just white noise.