A G F# The scenery rides by just like floats lost in a paradeF A Where the palms and tumbleweeds sailD/A F A Right past the homes they stretch and they fadeD/A F G E Rolling like movie credits far beneath the clear skies [Chorus]A Bm How wary does the West carry?D So many sights, yeah, let's see the sightsA Bm Slow prayers with no answersF C E A Must go somewhere, fall awayF#m A And the Wild West is a slow panD Bm And the sunshine is fakeF#m A And the ocean is just paintedD Bm On a backdrop downtown [Verse 2]A G F#m The miniature sprawls blur from the set lights and the heatF A Where the summer's path with charadesD/A F A Right where the sidewalks crack and they meetD/A F G E Just like a sad, sad actress right before her last scene [Chorus]A Bm How wary does the West carry?D So many sights, yeah, let's see the sightsA Bm Slow prayers with no answersF C E A Must go somewhere, fall awayF#m A And the Wild West is a slow panD Bm And the sunshine is fakeF#m A And the ocean is just paintedD Bm D On a backdrop somewhere downtown [Otro]A Bm DA Bm DA Bm DA Bm D
Sunday Under Glass
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