Verse
G# Cm G# Cm
What a fool, familiar dream
D# D#7 C# G#
I wake up laughing and running
C# C#m A#m Fm
From the boy crying and calling
D# C# G#
'Cause the toy in my hand is real
[Verse 2]
G# Cm G# Cm
What a tomb we're building here
D# D#7 C# G#
In the sphere, that's where we all die
C# C#m A#m Fm
In the eye, that's where I'm living
D# C# G#
The toy in my hand is real
[Verse 3]
G# Cm G# Cm
In the room, her warm hands play
D# D#7 C# G#
On my breast, what is she singing?
C# C#m A#m Fm
The form ringing and ringing
D# C# G#
'Cause the toy in my hand is real
D# C# G#
The toy in my hand is real
[Verse 4]
G# Cm G# Cm
Charcoal womb, the jet planes purr
D# D#7 C# G#
And the crew, distant as paper
C# C#m A#m Fm
Children burn, faceless vapor
D# C# G#
'Cause the toy in my hand is real
D# C# G#
Yes, the toy in my hand is real
This same chord sequence plays througout the guitar solo at the end. =)