Mads Langer - Chasing comets

^GSpinning around in ^Amturbulent times And we’re ^Gcaught in a wild con^Emfusion. ^GFinding the light they ^Amtore in the night making ^Gsure that is no il^Emlusion.

Dont ^Am7know what lies beyond my situ^Emation. ^G Dont ^Am7know my E.T.A. or desti^Emnation. ^G

^GHead in the clouds for ^Amsuch a long time. I was ^Gdrifting around like a ^Emloner. The ^Gclearer the sky, the ^Amhigher I climb. Like Im ^Gwaking up from a ^Emcoma.

In ^Am7time and space we try to face the ^Emfuture ^G To ^Am7draw the lines inside a bigger ^Empicture. ^{G G}

And now we’re ^Emreaching ^G Over the ^Emceiling. We’re ^Am7pirates chasing ^Ccomets through the ^Gnight. And now we’re ^Emrising ^G Over the ^Emrising. We’re ^Am7pirates c^Chasing comets.

^GSpinning around in ^Amturbulent times. ^G G Em G Em

And now we’re ^Emreaching ^G Over the ^Emceiling. We’re ^Am7pirates chasing ^Ccomets through the ^Gnight. And now we’re ^Emrising ^G Over the ^Emrising. We’re ^Am7pirates chasing ^Ccomets through the ^Gnight. ^G We’re ^Am7pirates chasing co^Cmets.