Tom: C
F G
I'm flying high through the sky,
Bb C
past the moon and into a guessing game.
F G Bb C [F G Bb C]
And I'm thinking how small the world seems now.
F G Bb
Things fly by, but only consequence,
C
seems to pass me by.
F G Bb C F Bb [F G Bb Bb C C]
I am so small, and so is my misery.
F Bb [F F Bb Bb]
I'm getting away from this world.
F Bb
I'm trying as hard as I can.
F Bb [F F Bb Bb]
I'm getting away from this world.
C
I'm trying as hard as I can.
F G
This oxygen sets diamonds in my mind.
Bb C F
The missionary screams murder through my blood.
G Bb C
The pirate's treasure seems closer still somehow.
F G Bb C
Another galaxy flies by. I never seem to touch them.
I wonder why,
F G Bb C F Bb [F G Bb Bb C C]
I am so small, and so is my misery.
F Bb [F F Bb Bb]
I'm getting away from this world.
F Bb
I'm trying as hard as I can.
F Bb [F F Bb Bb]
I'm getting away from this world.
C
I'm trying as hard as I can.
G G Bb X 4
F G
This nightmare screams in my sleep at night.
Bb C F
A sound sweet poetry in my ear, death looms,
G Bb C
up to greet me, open arms and open wide.
F G Bb
A deep black hole sucks me closer and closer.
C F
Until I hit the sun.
G Bb C
I am so small, and so is my misery.
