C G C
I was thinkin' of a series of dreams
C G C
Where nothing comes up to the top
C G C
Everything stays down where it's wounded
F
And comes to a permanent stop
C
Wasn't thinking of anything specific
F
Like in a dream when someone wakes up and screams
C
Nothing too very scientific
G C
Just thinkin' of a series of dreams
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Am F C
Dreams where the umbrella is folded
Am F C
And into the path you are hurled
Am F C
And the cards are no good that you're holdin'
G
Unless they're from another world
C G C C F
C
I'd already gone the distance
G C C G C
Just thinkin' of a series of dreams
C G C
Just thinkin' of a series of dreams
C G C
Just thinkin' of a series of dreams