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Intro:

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G  F#m  Em  A



   G          A             D
Meet me on the wastelands - later this day,

         G          A            D
We'll sit and talk and hold hands maybe,

                   G               A       D
For there's not much else to do

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In this drab and colourless place.

         G       A                 D
We'll sit amongst the rubber tyres,

                           G          A       D
Amongst the discarded bric-a-brac - people have no use for,

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Amongst the smouldering embers of yesterday.

         F#         G       A
And when or if the sun shines,

                      G      F#m
Lighting our once beautiful features,

           C#                            D
We'll smile, but only for seconds,

                    G                               A
For to be caught smiling's to acknowledge life,

       G                       F#m
A brave but useless show of compassion,

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And that is forbidden in this drab and colourless world.

    G          A             D
Meet me on the wastelands - the ones behind,

         G                 A            D
The old houses - the ones left standing pre-war -

          G             A                                D
The ones overshadowed by those monolith monstrosities -

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Councils call homes

         G          A               D
And there amongst the shit - the dirty linen,

         G                A    D
The holy Coca-Cola tins - the punctured footballs,

          G                         A          D
the ragged dolls - the rusting bicycles,

                           G                                F#m
We'll sit and probably hold hands.

          G                           F#m
And watch the rain fall - watch it, watch it -

     G                     F#m
Tumble and fall - tumble and falling -

  G                  F#m
Like our lives - like our lives -

 Em                 A
Just like our lives.

          G      A           D
We'll talk about the old days,

                                             G                  A             D
When the wasteland was release, when we could play,

                                  G        A          D
And think - without feeling guilty - meet me later

                 G                                 F#m
But we'll have to hold hands.

     G                    F#m 
Tumble and fall - tumble and falling -

   G                  F#m
Like our lives - like our lives -

  Em             A               A7  D
Exactly like our lives.
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