Verse
A C#m A C#m
What a fool, familiar dream
E E7 D A
I wake up laughing and running
D Dm Bm F#m
From the boy crying and calling
E D A
'Cause the toy in my hand is real
[Verse 2]
A C#m A C#m
What a tomb we're building here
E E7 D A
In the sphere, that's where we all die
D Dm Bm F#m
In the eye, that's where I'm living
E D A
The toy in my hand is real
[Verse 3]
A C#m A C#m
In the room, her warm hands play
E E7 D A
On my breast, what is she singing?
D Dm Bm F#m
The form ringing and ringing
E D A
'Cause the toy in my hand is real
E D A
The toy in my hand is real
[Verse 4]
A C#m A C#m
Charcoal womb, the jet planes purr
E E7 D A
And the crew, distant as paper
D Dm Bm F#m
Children burn, faceless vapor
E D A
'Cause the toy in my hand is real
E D A
Yes, the toy in my hand is real
This same chord sequence plays througout the guitar solo at the end. =)