The door Into Summer Intro: e 0 2 3 5 8 8 5 3 2 B 1 3 5 7 8 8 7 5 3 G 2 2 5 7 9 9 7 5 2 D 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 Verse D Am7 D With his fool's gold stacked up all around him D Am7 D From a killing in the market on the war A G D G The children left King Midas there, as they found him D Am7 D In his counting house where nothing counts but more CHORUS: A G D And he thought he heard the echos of a penny whistle band A G D And the laughter from a distant caravan A G D G And the brightly painted line of circus wagons in the sand D C* C/B* C* D Fading through the door into summer D Am7 D Well, it's travel onto "maybe next year" 's places D Am7 D As a trade-in for a name upon the door A G D G And he pays for every year he cannot buy back with his tears D Am7 D As he finds out there's been no one keeping score CHORUS (X2) CHORUS (X2) C*= 0 C/B*= 0 3 3 0 0 0 0 3 2 x x