The Dream Synopsis

                   E
Well we were kissing, It was secret.
             A               B
We’d had to sneak beyond the kitchen.
           E
Both well aware that there’d be trouble
       A                 B
if the manager should find us.
             A               B                   C#m
You’d got a leaning tower of pint pots in your hand,
        F#m                     A         C#m  B
you can carry much more than I can.


[Chorus]

       F#m              B
And a wicked gale came howling up through
E         D#m   C#m   B
Sheffield City Centre
          F#m              B
There was palm tree debris everywhere and a
E     D#m C#m  B
Roman Colosseum
         F#m           C#m  B        E
Isn’t it boring when I talk about my dreams.


[Verse]

         E
I’m in a building and I notice
         A                  B
that I’m surrounded  by the ocean.
         E
I get a feeling, I start running,
         A                  B
don’t really know why I am running.
               A             B                  C#m
I never really know why I am running ‘til I get caught.
        F#m           A            C#m  B
Want to wake up to my dream report?


[Chorus]

       F#m               B
And the snow was falling thick and fast,
        E       D#m     C#m   B
we were bombing down Los Feliz
        F#m           B
It was You and Me and Miles Kane
         E      D#m       C#m     B
And some kid I went to school with
        F#m          C#m   B
It must be awful when I talk about my...


[Bridge]

A                      Ab
Visions of the past and possible future
                            C#m
shoot through my mind and I can’t let go
C#m/C       B         F#
Inseparable opposing images
                       A
When can you come back again?


[Solo]

E   A   B
E   A   B
A   B   C#m
F#m  A   C#m   B


[Chorus]

       F#m              B
And a wicked gale came howling up through
E         D#m   C#m   B
Sheffield City Centre
          F#m              B
There was palm tree debris everywhere and a
E     D#m C#m  B
Roman Colosseum
           F#m          C#m  B        C#m
It must be awful when I talk about my dreams.
           A          B        E
Isn't it torture when I talk about my dreams.