The Rare Occasions - You werent meant to see that

I^Am7 was in^F7 the other room J^Am7ust lay^F7ing on the carpet S^Am7inking ^F7like a summer moon ^Am7Slippin^F7g through a tar pit

Y^Fou weren't meant to see that Y^Fmaj7ou weren't meant to see that

O^Am7f cours^F7e there's joy in the mundane ^Am7Like ha^F7uling down the highway B^Am7ut then^F7 I swerved into the other lane ^Am7And fli^F7pped over the barricades

You^F weren't meant to see that Y^Fmaj7ou weren't meant to see that

I^F watched the windows shatter As if it ever mattered A^F7nd for once in my life I see things for what they are And not through the l^Bbens of profit and ac^Bb6hievement

O^Cne of those fortune cookie proclamations That I co^C7uld never swallow Y^Fou weren't meant to see that

^F7'Cause it's all in my head and I can see it through your swampy eyes That I won't al^Bbways be the o^Bbmnly one fo^Am7r you ^F7 Am7 F7