F#5 D5 A5 E5 x2

F#5               D5                       A5          E5               F#5
    I hope you're somewhere warm and white, like the flowers in your car
                        D5                  A5                E5
That you've escaped the labrynth of suffer-ing wherever you are
        F#5      D5           A5                  E5
I got a piece of you tucked away deep inside my mind
         F#5        D5       A5                   E5
Memories of your poetry and drinking your cheap wine


B5                F#5                       A5              E5      B5
  Thomas Edison's last words were it's very beautiful over there
                   F#5             A5                E5
I don't know where there is, but I believe it's somewhere
                F5               G5 
And I hope it's beautiful, like you
       F5                      G5              A5        F#5
You're beautiful, I never really knew you at all


                      D5               A5       E5       F#5
Your green eyes still shine with life   in my memory
              D5                     A5               E5
Your smell of grass and vanilla and smoke are still alive in me
           F#5      D5            A5                      E5
I found my great perhaps in Blue Citrus and the smoking hole
             F#5   D5                A5           E5
Your end was my be-ginning with the kiss that I stole



B5              F#5                       A5              E5      B5
Thomas Edison's last words were it's very beautiful over there
                    F#5            A5                      E5
I don't know where there is, but I believe it's somewhere
                F5               G5 
And I hope it's beautiful, like you
       F5                      G5              A5       F#5
You're beautiful, I never really knew you at all


               D5                   A5          E5         F#5
  You were the storm that came and went like lightning
                     D5              A5                  E5
You struck me by sur-prise with the life I thought you might bring
        F#5     D5               A5                 E5
Someday I'll forget your boozey breath that I can taste still
             F#5            D5          A5          E5
We'll always have Crest and pranks and Strawberry Hill



B5              F#5                       A5              E5      B5
Thomas Edison's last words were it's very beautiful over there
                   F#5             A5                      E5
I don't know where there is, but I believe it's somewhere
                F5               G5 
And I hope it's beautiful, like you
       F5                        G5
You're beautiful, and I'm still looking for you
A5 
Alaska