Joy Of Nothing

B Abm F# E Mmmmm Mmmmm B E Waking up with the pouring rain Abm E Same old sun and the sky again A E Calling the doves and fighter planes B E Sharing the sky like it’s nothing strange B E Falling silhouette on an evening sky Abm E A morning of greedier babies’ cry A E And the same late night lullabies B E Abm E Oh, the joy of nothing is a sweeter something A E And I will hold it in my heart A Dbm E B I will hold it in my heart B E B E B E Ooooo Ooooo Ooooo B E Ulysses and Eulogies Abm E Gainsborough, Gainsbourg, Socrates A E All mean no light, everything B E Abm E Oh, the joy of nothing is a sweeter something A E And I will hold it in my heart A Dbm A E I will hold it in my heart B E Abm E A E Oooooo Oooooo B E Abm E Oh, the joy of nothing is a sweeter something A E And I will hold it in my heart A Dbm A E I will hold it in my heart B E B E B E B E B Ooooooooo