Intro: G x 16
Verse:
G
Wake up feeling good
D Am
Go to bed frequently lost in the wood
D Am
A soldier's tale of soul winning love
D Am C
No drunken stuff spewing out of my mouth
Am/D G
All over now
Am D G
G
Birdsong in the night
D Am
The sound drags a net through the twilight
D Am
Emptiness in computors bothers me
D Am
These are the seas in our minds
C Am/D G
We make our own confine in time
Am D G
Am D G
Am D (G x 16) 