Verse
C Em C Em
What a fool, familiar dream
G G7 F C
I wake up laughing and running
F Fm Dm Am
From the boy crying and calling
G F C
'Cause the toy in my hand is real
[Verse 2]
C Em C Em
What a tomb we're building here
G G7 F C
In the sphere, that's where we all die
F Fm Dm Am
In the eye, that's where I'm living
G F C
The toy in my hand is real
[Verse 3]
C Em C Em
In the room, her warm hands play
G G7 F C
On my breast, what is she singing?
F Fm Dm Am
The form ringing and ringing
G F C
'Cause the toy in my hand is real
G F C
The toy in my hand is real
[Verse 4]
C Em C Em
Charcoal womb, the jet planes purr
G G7 F C
And the crew, distant as paper
F Fm Dm Am
Children burn, faceless vapor
G F C
'Cause the toy in my hand is real
G F C
Yes, the toy in my hand is real
This same chord sequence plays througout the guitar solo at the end. =)