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Wrapped in Grey- XTC tabbed by burpo nobigfiles@hotmail.com Gm/D# Fsus/C# Gm/D# Fsus/C# Gm/D# Fsus/C# Dm7 Some folks see the world as a stone Gm/D# Fsus/C# Gm/D# Fsus/C# Gm/D# Fsus/C# Dm7 Con crete daubed in dull mono tone D#/C F/D Your heart is the big box of paints Gm/C# F/D And others, the canvas we're dealt D#/C F/D Your heart is the big box of paints Gm/C# F/D How coloured the flowers all smelled D#/C# D# As they huddled there, in petalled prayer D#/B D#/Bb A F Gm/D# Fsus/C# F# They told me this, as I knelt there
GAwaken you dG/F#reamers, aG/Edrift in your bD#eds GBalloons and sG/F#treamers decorate theG/E inside of your D#heads Please Dlet some out, D/EDo it today D/F# Gm/D# But don't let the loveless ones sell you a world wrapped in grey
Gm/D# Fsus/C# Gm/D# Fsus/C# D Some folks pull this life like a weight Drab and dragging dreams made of slate Your heart is the big box of paints And others, the canvas we're dealt Your heart is the big box of paints… …Just think how the old masters felt! They called… Awaken you dreamers, asleep at your desks Parrots and lemurs, populate your unconscious grotesques Please let some out, Do it today, Don't let the loveless ones sell you a world wrapped in grey F#/D# G#/F A#/F# And in the very least you can stand up naked and grin!