The Tallest Man On Earth - Time of the blue

^F#mWind in trust ^AWind in sleep ^F#mWind in knowing what t^Ahoughts to keep It's n^Eot that damn im^C#mpossible Little ^Awasteland f^Barmer

^F#mI get the job ^AThey make it rain ^F#mBut now I need your s^Ahadow friend The p^Eioneer would a^C#msk his kid Are we ^Aclowns just ^Brunning?

^F#mIn your ^Bmind where you're ^Ealways ^Alate ^F#mBecause of ^Bdreams of no ^Eordinary l^Aandscapes ^F#mAnd the 'w^Bhy?' in the ^Emargin is ^Atrue ^F#mIt's where I f^Bly It's where I s^Ecribble that I l^Aove you ^F#mIn the t^Bime of the ^F#mblue ^A

^F#mNow, is it fear? ^AHow does it ring? ^F#mHow does it teach young ^Abirds to sing And ^Eriot through the ^C#morchestra? When is ^Aquiet^B coming?

^F#mTo our m^Binds where we're ^Ealways ^Alate ^F#mBecause of ^Bdreams of no ^Eordinary l^Aandscapes ^F#mAnd the 'w^Bhy?' in the ^Emargin is ^Atrue ^F#mPlease don't ^Bdoubt I will ^Eget this and I l^Aove you ^F#mIt's just the ^Btime of the ^F#mblue ^A

^F#mAnd in t^Bime we are ^Eonly s^Atrays ^F#mFrom our ^Bbirds and the ^Erivers in our l^Aandscapes ^F#mAnd the ^Bflying in the ^Emargin is ^Atrue ^F#mAnd in your ^Bshine In the ^Evastness of I ^Alove yous ^F#mThere's no ^Btime of the ^F#mblue ^A