Tom: G5 G5 B5 E5 you wake up in the morning G5 B5 E5 and fall out of your bed G5 B5 E5 mean cat eat parakeets D5 C5 B5 and this one's nearly dead. G5 B5 E5 you dearly wish the wind shift G5 B5 E5 and greasy windows slide G5 B5 E5 open for the parakeet D5 C5 B5 who's colored bitter lime. E5 C5 open the window A5 B5 D5 and lift into your dreams E5 C5 lately, baby A5 D5 B5 you can barely breathe. G5 B5 E5 a broken wrist an accident G5 B5 E5 you know that something's wrong G5 B5 E5 you fold the leavings of your past D5 C5 B5 no one knows you've gone. G5 B5 E5 the sunspot flares of the early G5 B5 E5 nineties light up your wings. G5 B5 E5 and scan the shortwave radio D5 C5 B5 it's tracking outer rings. E5 C5 open your window A5 B5 D5 to lift into a dream E5 C5 baby, baby A5 D5 B5 you can starts to breathe G5 B5 E5 the tectonic dispatcher shifts G5 B5 E5 to smooth the ocean floor G5 B5 E5 and flattens out to warmer winds D5 C5 B5 of Brisbane's sunny shore. G5 B5 E5 where buddhas tend to mending wrists G5 B5 E5 a tea made from the leaves G5 B5 E5 of eucalyptus fragrances D5 C5 B5 and coriander seeds. E5 C5 open the window A5 B5 D5 to lift into a dream E5 C5 baby, baby A5 B5 D5 you can starts to breathe. E5 C5 open your window A5 B5 D5 to lift into a dream E5 C5 baby, baby A5 D5 B5 you can starts to breathe G5 B5 E5 you wake up in the morning G5 B5 E5 to warm Pacific breeze G5 B5 E5 where mean cars chew on licorice D5 C5 G#5 and cannot climb the trees.
