Lysergide Daydream

F Dm Am Dm Bb C F F Dm Am Dm Ooh, I wanna be in the picture on the postcard Am Dm Bb C Pouring pitchers in the backyard by the garden we tend F Dm Am Dm Ooh, I wanna be where the crickets chirp for me Am Dm Frogs that fractal at my feet Bb F By a dirt road dead end Bb C Where the matches burn like candles, no locks on the door F Am Dm We can blow the seeds of dandelions, wish for nothing more Bb C Where the sunrise comes early, but the night’s still very long F Am Dm And the constellations mirror glistening dewdrops on the lawn Bb Bbm C I feel the grass between my toes already F Dm Am Dm Bb C F Ooh, I wanna be, in a place I can call a place to get away from it all F Dm Am Dm Bb C F F Dm Am Dm Ooh I wanna be, in an autumn pastel landscape Am Dm Bb C An odd, attractive escape out two miles from downtown F Dm Am Dm Ooh I wanna be, where it’s always apple season Am Dm C F Underneath the dancing trees where we know up is down Bb C Where the television’s broken and the campfire’s smoking F Am Dm And we’re hopeful for tomorrow cause we know we had today Bb C We’re laughing and we’re joking with no criticism spoken F Am Dm If the clouds come out and drown the town we’ll still go out and play Bb Bbm C I can feel the hands to hold already F Dm Am Dm Bb C F Ooh, I wanna be, in a place I can call a place to get away from it all F Dm Am Dm Bb C F F A Dm Bbm Well, I know the day is far away, and if it comes it will not stay F Bb C But I can’t chase the flavor from my mind F A Dm Bbm Well this is my lysergide daydream. It’s not a plan, not half a scheme F Bb C To find that place to bathe my two bare tired and worn out feet F Dm Am Dm Bb C F C No, I don't believe there's a place I can call a place to get away from it all F Dm Am Dm Bb C No, I don't believe there's a place I can call a place to get away from it F Dm Am Dm Bb C F