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