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