F# B C# B C# F#
come lift your finger over mine you wont be over a long time
F# B C# B C# F#
or in the winter heading south you can't be living in your mouth
B C# B C# F#
your mouth i'm not sure what i was sure about
B C# B C# A#m B C# B
about i'm not sure what i was sure about
F# B C# B C# F#
where the silent pillars grow they wont be living in the snow
B C# B C# F# B
or underwater with their wings they're building cities on the strings, the strings
C# B C# F# B
you could only hear the boats crashing, crashing
C# B C# A#m B C# B
or building tiny cities on the strings, the strings
B
i know that you have a dream waiting at night beneath the flower
A#m B
painted sheets below the cealing,
B
oh beneath slowly it needs to breathe in deep to let it breathe
A#m B C# B
so it can see this world it loves is spinning around it's hard
C# B
and now spit on her arms(?)
A#m B C# F#
but it can't breathe untill this room is dead