G F#mi E
You wake up in the morning
D F#mi E
and fall out of your bed
D F#mi E
mean cats eat parakeets
D C B
and this one's nearly dead.
you dearly wish the wind shift
and greasy windows slide
open for the parakeet
who's colored bitter lime.
Emi C
Open the window
Ami Bmi D
and lift into your dreams
Emi C Ami D B7
lately, baby, you can barely breathe.
A
A broken wrist, an accident
you know that something's wrong
you fold the leavings of your past
no one knows you've gone.
the sunspot flares of the early
nineties light up your wings.
and scan the shortwave radio
it's tracking outer range.
Emi
Open the window
and lift into your dreams
baby, baby, you can start to breathe
G
The tectonic dispatcher shifts
to smooth the ocean floor
and flattens out to warmer winds
of brisbane's sunny shore.
where buddhas tend to mending wrists
a tea made from the leaves
of eucalyptus fragrances
and coriander seeds.
Emi
Open your window
and lift into a dream
baby, baby, baby starts to breathe
open the window
and lift into a dream
baby, baby, baby starts to breathe
G
You wake up in the morning
to warm pacific breeze
where means cats chew on licorice
D C G#mi
and cannot climb the trees.
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