Tom: Dm
Dm
Back then it almost felt
A#
Heaven sent
Gm
With slow dancing models
Am
In a childs ornament
Dm A#
Kept spinning our heads full of stars
Gm
Dont know what we had
Am
But we knew it was ours
Dm A#
With one hand on the small of her back
Gm Am
The other in hers, as we moved to the track
Dm A#
That was playing in our heads all along
Gm Am
The symphony silent, a beautiful song
Dm A#
We were lovers, we were doomed from the start
Gm Am
It was all broken clockwork, the dancers both fall apart
Dm A#
Maybe it was a dream, and I just woke up
Dm A#
The girl sits alone with her art
Gm
Seems her words are the only way
Am
To mend her broken heart
Dm A#
Like her life is the fiction not found
Gm Am
Her real image in writing is staring straight back
Dm A#
Her protagonist has broken hope
Gm Am
The typewriter pause, then the words come out slowly
Dm A#
Like teardrops, fall on the page
Gm Am
In an instant her soul, released from its cage
She wrote
Dm
You were laying there dying
A#
Like the end of a western
Gm Am
Saying tell me what europe is like
Dm A#
I said tell me yourself, we can go when you feel right
Dm A#
At the coast, every star seems so near
Gm Am
But you wouldn't know each, had been gone all those years
Dm A#
And the ocean rose on like a dream
Gm Am
And into the distance, forever it seems
