Tom: G
G G G G
Bm Am
Well I say it's just smoke
G Em
So you say it's the hair of ghosts
C Am
So I say it's the white hair of Poseidon
Bm D
Ebbing in the tide in some dead sea
Am
So you say it's some Shroud of Turin
Em
And the sun wore it white and the earth wore it thin
C
Or the sun wore it white and His faith wore it thin
G
la da da da da da la da da da da
Em
Unraveling heavenward
Am
It's saddled to tiny birds
G
Or other such winged things
Em
Either way they are struggling
C
Either way they are miniature
Am
Either way they're invisible
Bm
But either way they're confused
D
As Hell would have them
Am
And the pattern of flight is chaotic and blind
Em
But it's right cause chaos is yours and it's mine
C
And chaos is luck and like love and love blind
G
la da da da da da la da da da da
Am
The pattern of flight is chaotic and blind
Em C
But it's right cause chaos is yours and chaos is mine mine mine mine
G
And chaos is love and they say love is blind
Em
But they're subject to hating us
Am
Oh, just like the rest of us
G
Oh, we're just like the rest of us
Em Am
They need the rest of us to stay alive
Bm
So thats not where confusion lies
D
That's not where illusions to the fact that the truth is just smoke in your eyes
D
Does lie
D C G Em
Confusion lies in which other wicked things do lie with
D C G Em
Confusion lies in which other wicked things do lie with
D
And chaos is yours
C
And chaos is mine
G Em
And chaos is love and they say love is blind
D C G
So I say oh I see now it's just smoke
D C G
So I say oh I see now it's just smoke
D C G
Oh I say oh I see now it's just smoke
D C G
Oh I say oh I see now it's just smoke
