A
                 
Tired woods and ol' leaves
D
                 
D
Try to rise above sea
   
F#m
                        
C#m
         
D
They've been crouching and sobbing for days
    
F#m
                
C#
As my garden grows aches
        
D
               
A
And the turf drinks old rain
F#
                    
C#m
     
D
Now their bodies are dancing always

          
F#m
Imaginary hands folding over you
C#m
       
A
         
D
                        
A
I've been missing night time the whole day through
              
F#m
Call her Miss Mirage cause it's over
            
F#m
There's no way to hold her
D
Pinch me in my shoulder
D
Wake me when it's over

D
             
Counting wolves and old sheep
            
B
       
A
Watch them sharpen those teeth
D
                          
Bm
   
Dm
Crude from the walls of no sleep
F#m
                  
C#m
Counting wolves and old apes
             
D
Through the glass where I'm safe
F#m
                   
C#
            
D
Free at last, time to rest my sore brain
D
         
E
         
C#m
Glance to fallen Grace
         
D
        
A
Dream of islands all day
       
F#m
           
C#
              
D
Now her eyelids are silent till she wakes

          
F#m
Imaginary hands folding over you
C#m
       
A
         
D
                        
A
I've been missing night time the whole day through
              
F#m
Call her Miss Mirage cause it's over
            
F#m
There's no way to hold her
D
Pinch me in my shoulder
D
Wake me when it's over