OCTOBER PROJECT - SUNDAY MORNING YELLOW SKY CHORDS

Tuning:

[Intro] (Play over spoken words below) Bbm Bbm N.C. (Spoken: When the darkness falls like a curtain N.C. (And the night ahead is a long and uncertain dream N.C. (Beyond the loss and the hope of redemption) [Verse 1]

^BbmAt the broken heart of the ^Ccity Where the ^Dbhollow light of ^Bbmday never reaches ^Gbin A man can break down and ^Abfall into ^Bbmpieces ^BbmHe will fall asleep like a ^Cbaby And the ^Dbunforgiving ^Bbmarms of the cradle ^GbRock as hard as the face of the ^Abcity ^Bbmpavement Hide your ^Gbeyes (hide ^Abyour ^Bbmeyes) Hide your ^Gbeyes (hide ^Fyour ^Bbmeyes)

[Verse 2]

^BbmHe can see the face of a ^Clover In the ^Dblonely face of the ^Bbmangel a^Gbbove him Carved into the stone that is ^Abchanging a^Bbmround him ^BbmHe can feel her breathing in^Cside him And the ^Dbunforgiving ^Bbmvisions deny him ^GbLife can only be what a ^Abman can ^Bbmmake it Hide your ^Gbeyes (hide ^Abyour ^Bbmeyes) Hide your ^Gbeyes (hide ^Fyour ^Bbmeyes)

[Bridge]

^DbSunday morning ^AbYellow sky The ^Gbsun is floating diamond high ^DbHours passing A ^Abbaby cries

[Chorus]

^GbmIn the arms of someone you imagine Close your ^Dbeyes ^Ab This is your ^Bbmlullaby ^Gb Close your ^Dbeyes ^Ab This is your ^Bbmlullaby ^Gb ^Bbm

[Verse 3]

^BbmHe can feel his skin like a ^Cprison Like a ^Dbdying cage he ^Bbmstruggles to ^Gblive inside He tries to call out but nobody ^Abhears ^Bbmhim ^BbmAt the ragged edge of the ^Csilence In the ^Dbcalm that only comes with the ^Bbmviolent ^Gbsleep Inside the heart and the ^Abhope of re^Bbmdemption Hide your ^Gbeyes (hide ^Abyour ^Bbmeyes) Hide your ^Gbeyes (hide ^Fyour ^Bbmeyes)

[Interlude] Bbm C Db Gb Ab Bbm Bbm C Db Gb Ab Bbm [Chorus]

^GbIn the arms of

N.C.

someone you imagine Close your ^Dbeyes ^Ab This is your ^Gbmlullaby ^Gb Close your ^Dbeyes ^Ab This is your ^Gbmlullaby ^Gb Close your ^Dbeyes ^Ab This is your ^Gbmlullaby ^Gb Close your ^Dbeyes ^Ab This is your ^Gbmlullaby ^Gb Close your ^Dbeyes ^Ab

[Instrumental] (repeat and fade out over spoken text below) Bbm Gb Db Ab (Spoken: Down, down, down Would the fall never come to an end? Wonder how many miles I've fallen Must be somewhere near the centre of the earth Wonder if I should fall right through How funny it will seem to come out among the people Who walk with their heads downwards Down, down, down Down, down, down Would the fall never come to an end?)

October Project - Sunday morning yellow sky