Standard (EADGBE)

Sometimes the windmills combine with the suns in a way

That twitches on a picketed place where the spirits lay, hey

One thing leads to another, nights for sleep blue curtains cover

Sequins in the eyes, that's a fine time to dine

Divine hair circling feeding the cards to the midwives

Love those alien days, the nonstop alien days

Oh, the alien days

==PART A'==

Must have scared the ship in joining the team for a ride.

A couple of hours to learn the controls and commandeer both my eyes, hey

Be quick dear, times are uncertain, one month crawling, next year blurring

Decades in the drain, monograms on the brain

Decide what's working and what's moved on to the

last phase. The floodgate alien days, I love those alien days

Oh, the alien days

==PART B==

When the piers are down the ears are traveling in style.

You don't need wings to hover forty ton stones for a mile

And in the summer, virgin fishes, mindless humming, thunders can't decide

If the day's supposed to smile

(synth line:

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AGA-F-GD -------- AbGAb--GDb ------ )

(synth line:

1 2 3 4 1 2 3 4 1 2 3 4 1 2 3 4

--A-DC#DE -------- F-D-E-C#- A-G-F-E-)

(synth line: guitar:

1 2 3 4 1 2 3 4 1 2 3 4 1 2 3 4

FEF-AGAD ---AFDA- F-G E# --)

==PART A''==

Today I finally found ways it could be any worse.

It's a blessing and it's also a curse

==PART '==

Those days taught me everything I know

How to catch your feeling and when to let it go

How all the skinny soulless creatures campfire dreamers humming in the

hive, if it's right beneath the nose

And when the light is new the skies show strangling cartoons

You don't need smoke to cover most of the world in a gloom but

Here comes Lucy and her servant, watch white feathers, ripping out the

lines, if it looks like we could lose

If it looks like we could lose

If it looks like we could lose

If it looks like we could lose

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