Portugal. The Man - Sleeping sleepers sleep

^Am Shave our heads^Am strip our clothes ^Asus2 Burn them books but^Asus2 the mind still grows We ^Ampeople, we're dangerous ^Amthings ^Asus2Sheltered mind, a fear of rings ^Asus2Fear of time and missing links We ^Amall once were^Am, oh, we ^Asus2all once were ^{Asus2 E7} And I'll ^E7walk 'til my legs are ^Ambroken ^Am

^FI was up walking and ^E7you were the shoes ^AmBored with the thoughts that you ^F#mthought I could use ^FIslands were made of ^E7brick, stone, and shade Where ^Amdeaths only rest of ^F#mlaughable tunes

It ^Fnever ever rains ^Fif you never cry ^GNever have to mourn ^Gif you never die

^Am Feel your toes^Am buried sand ^Asus2 Wide eyes roll and the^Asus2 legs, they stand We're ^Ampeople, we're dangerous ^Amthings A ^Asus2sheltered mind, a fear of rings ^Asus2Fear of time and missing links We ^Amall once were^Am, oh, we ^Asus2all once were ^{Asus2 E7} I was a^E7sleep until my eyes ^Amopened ^Am

^Am We are made^Am to be sewn ^Asus2Bodies, lips, eyes: ^Asus2earth and regrown We ^Ampeople, we're dangerous ^Amthings A ^Asus2sheltered mind, a fear of rings ^Asus2Fear of time and missing links We ^Amall once were^Am, oh, we ^Asus2all once were ^{Asus2 E7} And I'll ^E7walk 'til my legs are ^Ambroken ^Am

Bills ^Fsit about talking of ^E7people they've used ^AmBorn of new worlds that have ^F#mfallen past due ^FTrusting in funding and ^E7finding a place In ^Amwheel wells and homes and ^F#mpeople like you ^FFilms finding fair ^E7faces and lies While ^Amships bearing backs house ^F#mglass teeth and eyes ^FLike the apartment of ^E7capable tunes That ^Ambored with the thoughts that we ^F#mthought it could use

It ^Fnever ever rains ^Fif you never cry ^GNever have to mourn ^Gif you never die