Tom: C
Intro: riff (4x)
D7 G
I'm trying to put this thing to bed
G
I've drugged it in it's sleep
Am
There isn't many memories
D7 (riff 1x)
I'm comfortable to keep
G
This ball keeps rolling on
G
It's heading for the streets
Am7
Keep expecting you to send for me
Intro: riff
The invitation never comes
Each time I turn around
There's nothing there at all
So tell me why I feel like
I'm up against a wall
Em
But maybe it's a false alarm
D7
And every answers sounds the same
F
Just colours bleeding into one
E
That hasn't got a name
C
Maybe I can't see
Intro: riff
Maybe it's just me
Now the curtain's coming up
The audience is still
I'm struggling to cater for
The space I'm meant to fill
And distance doesn't care
riff 2x
No distance doesn't care
Each time I turn around
There's nothing there at all
So tell me why I feel like
I'm up against a wall
Em
But maybe it's a false alarm
D7
And every answers sound the same
F
Just colours bleeding into one
E
That hasn't got a name
C
Maybe I can't see
Intro: riff
Maybe it's just me
I'm trying to put this thing to bed
I drugged it in it's sleep
Remember what you said
Are you comfortable to
keep it keep it
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