Em, C, D (2x) Verse: Em C My real estate, my life is dull D And dried up like the sound Em C A voice makes when the heart grows cold D And it’s going that way Em I think I’ll move out of state C D Somewhere far from Seattle city lights; they burn my eyes Em C California sounds nice but California’s a lie D Maybe I’m out of luck. Em C D Or maybe I’m just blind all this time Chorus G Rain on my hopes Rain on my soul C D Rain on everything that I know G It feels so ludicrous Em C The pursuit of this dream D Em We thought we’d be there long ago Em, C, D Then repeat the verse... ...and the chorus Bridge thingy: Em C G D And we are all looking for the same thing, the same thing Em C G D Seattle is calling me back home, back home