The Jesus and Mary Chain - Deep one perfect morning

^GDeep one perfect morning As the s^Cun was heading up into the s^Gky ^{C G} And I'm si^Gtting here warming To the col^Cdness of the things that meet my e^Gye ^{C G} So^Cmething in me's stirring And the moon and all the stars fail to co^Gmply ^{C G}

And my tho^Dughts are turning backwards And I'm picking at the pieces Of a wo^Crld that keeps turning the screws Into my m^Gind ^C

Som^Gething in me's chilling And nothing in me's willing To focus my attention on the s^Cky

Feel and scream into your s^Goul ^{C G} Better to pa^Cint my hate On the walls before the picture g^Goes ^{C G}

And my tho^Dughts are turning backwards And I'm picking at the pieces Of a wo^Crld that keeps turning the screws Into my m^Gind

And I can see a w^Cide world For me to t^Game I can see a w^Cide world For me to t^Game For me to t^Came ^D For me to t^Game For me to t^Came ^D For me to t^Game