Alien days ukulele

^CSometimes the ^Gwindows combine with the ^Cseams, in a ^C7way ^DbThat twitches on, the ^D#peak at the place where the ^Asus4spirit was slain hey! ^DmOne foot, ^Aaugleads to another, ^Fnights for sleep blue ^Amcurtains, covers ^D#Sequins in the eyes, ^Dmthat's a fine time to dine ^DbDivine who's circling, feeding the cards to the ^Fmidwives ^CWho love those alien ^Fdays, I ^Clove those alien ^Fdays, ^CMmm the alien ^Fdays

^FMust have skipped the ^Cship, and joined the ^Fteam, for a ^F7ride ^DbA couple hours to ^D#learn the controls, and ^Asus4commandeer both my eyes hey! ^DmBe quick dear, ^Aaugtimes are uncertain, ^Fone month crawling, ^Amnext year blurring ^D#Decades in the drain, ^Dmmonograms on the brain ^DbDecide whats working, and what's moved on to the ^Flast phase: The ^Cfloodgate alien ^Fdays, I ^Clove those alien ^Fdays, ^CMmm the alien ^Fdays

^DbWhen the peels are ^D#down, it feels like ^A#maj7traveling, in style ^DbYou don't need ^D#wings to hover, ^A#maj7forty ton stone for a mile ^D#mAnd in the summer, virgin visions, ^D#mindless humming, numbers can't ^Dbdecide ^D#If the day's suppose to ^Dmsmile

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^FToday find ^Cinfinite ways is could ^Fbe, plenty ^F7worse ^DbIt's a blessing but it's ^D#also a curse

^DbThose days ^D#taught me everything I ^A#maj7know ^DbHow to catch a ^D#feeling, and ^A#maj7when to let it go ^D#mHow all the scheming, soulless creatures, ^D#can't find dreamers Honey in the ^Dbhive, if it's ^D#right beneath the ^Dmnose

^DbWhen the light is ^D#new, the sky shows ^A#maj7trembling, cartoons ^DbYou don't need ^D#smoke to cover, ^A#maj7most of the world in a gloom ^D#mBut here comes racer, number 7 ^D#Watch my fingers, rip-ping out the ^Dblines

If it ^D#looks like we could ^Dmlose ^Db If it ^D#looks like we could ^Dmlose ^Db If it ^D#looks like we could ^Dmlose ^Db If it ^D#looks like we could ^Dmlose

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