wet as a cloud Akkorde von
Fred Thomas
Fred Thomas

N/A
Tonart: G major
Verse 1
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B
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Give up the ghost and hold me close
B
B
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Sing me the song that you love most
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D#m
The words hang like diamonds
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G#m
with music inside them
D#m
D#m
G#m
G#m
Colliding in time with your mouth
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B
B
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Find me alone, walk me home
B
B
Show me a world I've not yet known
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D#m
D#m
The buildings are freezing,
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G#m
D#m
D#m
they cry when they're sleeping
G#m
G#m
We're hurting their feelings somehow
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B
So send an apology made
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of technology
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G#m
Bricks turn to circuits instead
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B
Sting like a microphone,
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talk like a telephone
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G#m
Watch like a film in your head
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B
Bleed like a needle,
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don't listen to people
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D#m
They only say things
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B
so that something gets said
Cough like a cigarette,
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C#
turn like a turn to get burned
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B
B
Like a firetruck red
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Sleep like a pillow and wait like a window
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B
B
in winter with snow -covered ledge
The birds will return soon
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C#
to bend round your bedroom
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F#
B
B
while radios talk to the dead
And you dream like a bed,
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C#
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dream like a bed
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B
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Whisper and speak, touch my cheek,
show me the smile that
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B
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makes me weak,
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D#m
cars crash whenever we kiss,
G#m
G#m
D#m
D#m
everything van ishes,
G#m
G#m
sweetness is all I feel,
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F#
B
B
right on my hand, understand,
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B
B
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breathe in the way only you can,
D#m
D#m
you know that you are both the
G#m
G#m
D#m
D#m
love note caught in throat
G#m
G#m
and the hope that is real.
B
B
So end like a funeral,
C#
C#
G#m
G#m
send out the usual static
police from your lungs.
B
B
Swallow like medicine,
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C#
I think you're better than
G#m
G#m
anything under the sun.
B
B
Oh life remystified,
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C#
oh walking valentine,
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D#m
B
B
oh unimaginable love.
Smoke like a factory,
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steal my identity,
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sell it right back to me now.
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B
C#
C#
Wraith -like tradition in need of revision,
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F#
B
B
transmissions will listen like sound.
Think like a memory,
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C#
warm in September -y,
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endlessly coming unwound.
B
B
Till you find yourself found
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C#
with the graves in the ground,
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Tears rolling out of eyes
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B
wet as a cloud,
But it's only the sound of
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C#
your joy coming down.
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