The Dream Synopsis

E|--0--| e|--0--     
B|--1--| B|--1--     
G|--1--| G|--1--     
D|--2--| or  D|--2-- 
A|--3--| A|--2--     
E|--0--| E|--0--     


[Intro]

E  Eaug   E  Eaug


[Verse]
      E               Eaug
Well we were kissing it was secret
             A                B
We’d had to sneak beyond the kitchen
      E                    Eaug
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  (Fast)
You can carry much more than I can


[Chorus]
       F#m             B
And a wicked gale came howling up through
   G#m         C#m
Sheffield City Centre
          F#m              B                G#m       C#m
There was palm tree debris everywhere and a Roman Colosseum
           F#m         C#m B (Fast)    E    Eaug  E   Eaug
Isn’t it boring when I talk about my dreams


[Verse]
 E         Eaug
I’m in a building and I notice
             A              B
That I’m surrounded by the ocean
     E               Eaug
I get a feeling, I start running
              A            B
Don’t really know why I am running
              A            B
I never really know why I am running
               C#m
‘til I get caught
        F#m               A           C#m B  (Fast)
Want to wake up to my dream report?


[Chorus]
         F#m             B
And the snow was falling thick and fast
        G#m              C#m
We were bombing down Los Feliz
     F#m              B
It was You and Me and Miles Kane
         G#m           C#m
And some kid I went to school with
         F#m         C#m B (Fast)
Isn't it ugly when I talk about my…


[Bridge]
 A                       G#
Visions of the past and possible future
                            C#m
Shoot through my mind and I can’t let go
  Eaug      E            C#m
Inseparable opposing images
F#m                       Am
When can you come back again?


[Instrumental]

E Eaug A B x2


[Chorus]
       F#m             B
And a wicked gale came howling up through
   G#m         C#m
Sheffield City Centre
          F#m              B                G#m       C#m
There was palm tree debris everywhere and a Roman Colosseum
           F#m         C#m B (Fast)   C#m   A
Isn’t it boring when I talk about my dreams
           F#m            B               E     Eaug    E     Eaug    E
It must be torture when I talk about my dreams