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.