Intro: G x 16

Verse:

G 
Wake up feeling good
                       D         Am
Go to bed frequently lost in the wood
D                                 Am
A soldier's tale of soul winning love
    D                      Am          C
No drunken stuff spewing out of my mouth
         Am/D      G
All over now

Am D G

G
Birdsong in the night
                                   D   Am
The sound drags a net through the twilight
D                              Am
Emptiness in computors bothers me
       D                    Am
These are the seas in our minds
             C             Am/D     G
We make our own confine in time

Am   D   G
Am   D   G
Am   D  (G x 16)