Verse
C# Fm C# Fm
What a fool, familiar dream
G# G#7 F# C#
I wake up laughing and running
F# F#m D#m A#m
From the boy crying and calling
G# F# C#
'Cause the toy in my hand is real
[Verse 2]
C# Fm C# Fm
What a tomb we're building here
G# G#7 F# C#
In the sphere, that's where we all die
F# F#m D#m A#m
In the eye, that's where I'm living
G# F# C#
The toy in my hand is real
[Verse 3]
C# Fm C# Fm
In the room, her warm hands play
G# G#7 F# C#
On my breast, what is she singing?
F# F#m D#m A#m
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# Fm C# Fm
Charcoal womb, the jet planes purr
G# G#7 F# C#
And the crew, distant as paper
F# F#m D#m A#m
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. =)