Cocoon - Colors

^CI don’t know why but ^Emevery time ^AmI wrote the words they would n^G7ever rhyme ^CMaybe I’m cursed or ^EmI was blind ^AmSearched for a chord that I co^G7uldn’t find

^CAnd then you came and turned my w^Emorld around ^AmMy floor to ground ^FBut everything I see Makes p^G7erfect sense to me

^CGrass is blue ^EmStars are green ^AmPavement’s golden ^G7Like the sun beams ^CAll those things ^EmThat used to be ^AmSo ordinary ^G7Now amaze me And it’s crazy ^{C Em Am G7}

^CSlowly revealed all my t^Emrue colors again ^AmSoftly erased all my e^G7mptiness ^COut on your ocean is ^Emwhere I float ^AmChasing horizons on my ^G7paper boat

^CAnd then you came and turned my w^Emorld around ^AmMy floor to ground ^FBut everything I see Makes p^G7erfect sense to me

^CGrass is blue ^EmStars are green ^AmPavement’s golden ^G7Like the sun beams ^CAll those things ^EmThat used to be ^AmSo ordinary ^G7Now amaze me And it’s crazy ^{C Em Am G7}