Sunday Coffee - Ver 2

Sunday coffee C G Em there are times when the world seems a bigger place C G Em I can tell by the light, how it bends C G Em when it shines on a map of our wandering D you see the line like a bird in a bullets trajectory is a puppet of cause and effect like a drawing of meteors orbiting you see the line Em C call me up for sunday-coffee Em C take me to a show Em C send me postcards from your travels D write in your morning glow force like a vintage artillery when you whisper your halfhearted truce nothing turns back into just a word in the trumpets and drums of your troop like a bird in a bullets trajectory we are puppets of cause and effect like a drawing of meteors orbiting you see the line Em C call me up for sunday-coffee Em C take me to a show Em C send me postcards from your travels D write in your morning glow night has come to tear the wires ribs and eyelids boom I can't keep your pictures with me they're fucking in all my rooms there are times when the world seems a better place I can tell in the light when it shines on a map of the two of us wandering