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 mouthAm/DG 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 CAm/DG We make our own confine in time Am D G Am D G Am D ( G x 16)
