Sleep

Eb Fm Bb Fm Ab/Eb Eb Eb Fm Bb Fm Ab/Eb Eb Fm Bb Fm I'm nervous as I sit here alone Ab/Eb Eb Thinking about the idea of freedom Fm Bb Fm I'm controlling all the wrong things Ab/Eb And to think of any gain from it Eb I must be dreaming Cm Eb I'll never be Brett Whiteley Fm Ab/Eb But someday I might like seeing from my own eyes Cm Eb I could be the elected Fm Ab/Eb Not rejected from the heavens in the sky Eb Fm Bb Fm Ab/Eb Eb Fm Bb Fm I'm not sure if I should be doing this Ab/Eb Eb If this is even anything at all Fm Bb Fm The autumn, it has blown in quick Ab/Eb And I'm rushing to turn a new leaf Eb Before they fall Cm Eb I'll never be Chris Bell Fm Ab/Eb But perhaps I could hang in the cosmos at night Cm Eb I could be the elected Fm Ab/Eb Not rejected from the heavens in the sky Eb Fm Bb Fm Ab/Eb Eb Eb Fm Bb Fm Ab/Eb Eb Fm Bb Fm I'm a slave to hate my enemies And in doing so Ab/Eb Eb I guess that I am farther from God Fm Bb Fm I'm not even in their memories Ab/Eb Eb But I've been thinking about forgiveness for too long Cm Eb I'll never be Meryl Streep Fm Ab/Eb But someday I might believe in my own lies Cm Eb I could be the elected Fm Ab/Eb Not rejected from the heavens in the sky Eb Fm Bb Fm Ab/Eb Eb Eb Fm Bb Fm Ab/Eb Eb Ab/Eb Eb Ab/Eb Eb Oh, to sleep so romantically