Phildel

Moonsea

Phildel


Tom: Am

                 Am
I called it the moonsea, 
        F
It is a cruel dream, 
                  C
At the end of my day your gravity reaches 
             E
Such a long way 

             Am
Here in the moonsea, 
           F
It is a cruel dream, 
                 C                                                    
Don't share the past, if you won't share your heart,  
             E                                
All that we share is the view of these stars

(F)

Am                                                      
There are diamonds on the floor you can't take back, 
F                                                      C (Am) E
There's an eyelash on the board, does she wear black?  
Am
All the violence that I swore you could have back, 
F                                                      C (Am) E
There's red varnish on the door, I don't wear that

                 Am
I called it the moonsea, 
         F
It is a cruel dream, 
           C
From up so high, I can hardly decide, 
                  E
If you're waving hello, or waving goodbye, 
             Am
Here in the moonsea, 
           F
It is a cruel dream, 
                 C                                                    
Don't share the past, if you won't share your heart,  
             E                                
All that we share is the view of these stars

(F)

Am                                                      
There are diamonds on the floor you can't take back, 
F                                                      C (Am) E
There's an eyelash on the board, does she wear black?  
Am
All the violence that I swore you could have back, 
F                                                      C (Am) E
There's red varnish on the door, I don't wear that

Am
And I'll be in the back of your mind, 
C
And I'll be at the front of the line, 
Am
And I'll be in the back of your mind, 
Cmaj7
And I'll be at the front of the line, 
E               Am
Waiting for you 

(Am) (F) (C) (E)

Am                                                      
There are diamonds on the floor you can't take back, 
F                                                      C (Am) E
There's an eyelash on the board, does she wear black?  
Am
All the violence that I swore you could have back, 
F                                                      C (Am) E
There's red varnish on the door, I don't wear that


                 Am
I called it the moonsea

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