Genesis - Heatwaveadd

Cm  /  D7  /  Cm  /  Fm7  /
     C        F
No cloud, a sleepy calm
 A#                     Gm              Am       C
Sunbaked earth that's cooled by gentle breeze, and trees
Gm                C          Cm               D7
With rustling leaves, only endless days without a care
Cm                 Fm7
Nothing must be done

 C            F
Silent, as a day can be
 A#                Gm        Am          C
Far off sounds of others on their chosen run
Gm         C              Cm                    D7
As they do, all those things they feel give a life some meaning
Cm                 Fm7
Even if they're dull

      D#                     A#m           D#             A#m
It's time to stop this dreaming, must rejoin the real world
D#              A#m                    D#         A#m
As revealed by orange lights and a smoky atmosphere

C#  /  B  /  F#  /  B  /  D#7  /  C  /  G  /

     Em              C            Bm                 D
The trees and I are shaken by, the same winds but whereas
      C                      Em
The trees will lose their withered leaves
  Bm                    Am
I just can't seem to let them loose
Em                   C             Bm               D
And they can't refresh me, those hot winds of the south
C                  D          C           D
Oh I feel like an alien, a stranger in an alien place

C                  F          A#              Gm
Now the light is fading fast, chances slip away
            Am         C  Gm                  C
A time will come to pass,     when there'll be none
        Cm         D7                  Cm                Fm7
Then addicted to a perfumed poison, betrayed by its aftertaste

   D#                     A#m           D#            A#m
Oh we shall lose the wonder and find nothing in return
 D#            A#m                      D#                 A#m
Many are the substitutes but they're powerless on their own

C#  /  B  /  F#  /  B  /  D#7  /  C  /  G  /

Em            C              Bm              D
Beware the fisherman who's casting out his line
C                  Em
Into a dried up river bed
C          Bm                    Am
But don't try to tell him cos he won't believe you
Em                         C                  Bm          D
Throw some bread to the ducks instead, it's easier that way
C               Em        Bm          Am
I feel like an alien, a stranger in an alien place

Em                      C            Bm                 D
The trees and I are shaken by, the same winds but whereas
      C                      Em
The trees will lose their withered leaves
  Bm                    Am
I just can't seem to let them loose
Em                   C             Bm               D
And they can't refresh me, those hot winds of the south
C               Em        Bm          Am
I feel like an alien, a stranger in an alien place

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[                                                           ]  Tekrar