Sunday Under Glass

A G F# The scenery rides by just like floats lost in a parade F A Where the palms and tumbleweeds sail D/A F A Right past the homes they stretch and they fade D/A F G E Rolling like movie credits far beneath the clear skies A Bm How wary does the West carry? D So many sights, yeah, let's see the sights A Bm Slow prayers with no answers F C E A Must go somewhere, fall away F#m A And the Wild West is a slow pan D Bm And the sunshine is fake F#m A And the ocean is just painted D Bm On a backdrop downtown A G F#m The miniature sprawls blur from the set lights and the heat F A Where the summer's path with charades D/A F A Right where the sidewalks crack and they meet D/A F G E Just like a sad, sad actress right before her last scene A Bm How wary does the West carry? D So many sights, yeah, let's see the sights A Bm Slow prayers with no answers F C E A Must go somewhere, fall away F#m A And the Wild West is a slow pan D Bm And the sunshine is fake F#m A And the ocean is just painted D Bm D On a backdrop somewhere downtown A Bm D A Bm D A Bm D A Bm D