Verse
A# Dm A# Dm
What a fool, familiar dream
F F7 D# A#
I wake up laughing and running
D# D#m Cm Gm
From the boy crying and calling
F D# A#
'Cause the toy in my hand is real
[Verse 2]
A# Dm A# Dm
What a tomb we're building here
F F7 D# A#
In the sphere, that's where we all die
D# D#m Cm Gm
In the eye, that's where I'm living
F D# A#
The toy in my hand is real
[Verse 3]
A# Dm A# Dm
In the room, her warm hands play
F F7 D# A#
On my breast, what is she singing?
D# D#m Cm Gm
The form ringing and ringing
F D# A#
'Cause the toy in my hand is real
F D# A#
The toy in my hand is real
[Verse 4]
A# Dm A# Dm
Charcoal womb, the jet planes purr
F F7 D# A#
And the crew, distant as paper
D# D#m Cm Gm
Children burn, faceless vapor
F D# A#
'Cause the toy in my hand is real
F D# A#
Yes, the toy in my hand is real
This same chord sequence plays througout the guitar solo at the end. =)