No More Colours

Emaj9= 0,2,1,1,0,2
Bm7  = 0,2,0,2,0,2
B7   = 0,2,1,2,0,2
Asus2= 0,0,2,2,0,0

[Verse]
A                           Asus2
Years ago back when I was a teacher
      A                       C#m7
I was teaching my class about light
F#m7                        B
Infrared on the left of the spectrum
           Bm7                E   
Through to ultraviolet on the 
  G
right
  A                       Asus2
I showed them the primary colours
         A                         
And drew circles of blue green and 
C#m7
red
  F#m                            
I explained that each colour had its
B7
 own wavelength
        Bm7          E           
And the pupils wrote down what I 
A
said.
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While the class settled down to 
       C
their homework
    F                      C
One curious boy raised his hand
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He looked troubled with eyes open 
C
wide so I asked
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         B7                 
Is there something you don't 
 E           E7
understand?

[Chorus]
          C                        
Does that mean there aren't any 
 Am
more colours?
          C                        
Does that mean that I've seen every
 Am
 one?
          Bb9                   
I'd hoped one day to find shades 
      Dm
that just blew my mind
         Bb9                     G7
But I'll never have that kind of fun
         C                     
If there really aren't any more 
 Am
colours
             C                    
And there'll never be new ones to 
E7
see
         Dm
All this time it would seem it was 
pointless to dream
        G7                         
And the world seems less colourful 
   C    E
to me.

[Verse]
A                               
Well I just didn't know what to 
Asus2
tell him
      A                     C#m7
As he stared at me expectantly
       F#m7                     
Did he know that I felt just the 
 B
same way as him
        Bm7                     E 
The day my science teacher told 
   G
me?

[Solo] x4
F#m7 Emaj9

[Chorus]
         C                         
It's not true that there are no 
  Am
more colours
         C                         
It's not true that you've seen 
  Am
every shade
        Bb9                        
All the reds and the greens and the
 Dm
 vast in betweens
       Bb9                    G7
Can be blended in endless new ways
           C                 
There's an infinite number of 
 Am
colours
         C                    
That can shock and delight and 
 E7
surprise
        Dm
You can have any shade when you know
 how it's made
         G7                  C
And it's only a trick of the eyes.