You G wake up F#m in the E morning
And G fall out F#m of your E bed
G Mean F#m cats eat E parakeets and D this one’s C nearly B7 dead

You G dearly F#m wish the E wind would shift
And G greasy F#m window E slide
G Open F#m for the E parakeet who’s D colored C bitter B7 lime

Em Open the C window to Am lift into your Bm dreams D
Em Baby, C baby, Am you can barely D breathe B7

A G broken F#m wrist an E accident
You G know that F#m something’s E wrong
You G fold the F#m leavings E of your past, D no one C knows you’ve B7 gone

The G sunspot F#m flares of the E early nineties
G Light F#m up your E wings
And G scan the F#m shortwave E radio, it’s D tracking C outer B7 rings

Em Open the C window to Am lift into our Bm dreams D
Em Baby, C baby, Am you can start to D breathe B7

The G tecto-F#m nic dis-E patcher shifts
To G smooth the F#m ocean E floor
And G flattens F#m out to E warmer winds of D Brisbane’s C sunny B7 shore

Where G Buddhas F#m tend to E mending wrists
a G tea made F#m from the E leaves
Of G euca-F#m lyptus E fragrances
And D cori-C ander B7 seeds

Em Open the C window to Am lift into a Bm dream D
Em Baby, C baby, Am you can start to D breathe B7

Em Open the C window to Am lift into a Bm dream D
Em Baby, C baby, Am you can start to D breathe B7

You G wake up F#m in the E morning
To G warm Pa-F#m cific E breeze
Where G mean cats F#m chew on E licorice
And D cannot C climb the G#m trees