Genesis - Heatwaveadd

Dm  /  E7  /  Dm  /  Gm7  /
     D        G
No cloud, a sleepy calm
 C                     Am              Bm       D
Sunbaked earth that's cooled by gentle breeze, and trees
Am                D          Dm               E7
With rustling leaves, only endless days without a care
Dm                 Gm7
Nothing must be done

 D            G
Silent, as a day can be
 C                Am        Bm          D
Far off sounds of others on their chosen run
Am         D              Dm                    E7
As they do, all those things they feel give a life some meaning
Dm                 Gm7
Even if they're dull

      F                     Cm           F             Cm
It's time to stop this dreaming, must rejoin the real world
F              Cm                    F         Cm
As revealed by orange lights and a smoky atmosphere

D#  /  Db  /  G#  /  Db  /  F7  /  D  /  A  /

     Gbm              D            Dbm                 E
The trees and I are shaken by, the same winds but whereas
      D                      Gbm
The trees will lose their withered leaves
  Dbm                    Bm
I just can't seem to let them loose
Gbm                   D             Dbm               E
And they can't refresh me, those hot winds of the south
D                  E          D           E
Oh I feel like an alien, a stranger in an alien place

D                  G          C              Am
Now the light is fading fast, chances slip away
            Bm         D  Am                  D
A time will come to pass,     when there'll be none
        Dm         E7                  Dm                Gm7
Then addicted to a perfumed poison, betrayed by its aftertaste

   F                     Cm           F            Cm
Oh we shall lose the wonder and find nothing in return
 F            Cm                      F                 Cm
Many are the substitutes but they're powerless on their own

D#  /  Db  /  G#  /  Db  /  F7  /  D  /  A  /

Gbm            D              Dbm              E
Beware the fisherman who's casting out his line
D                  Gbm
Into a dried up river bed
D          Dbm                    Bm
But don't try to tell him cos he won't believe you
Gbm                         D                  Dbm          E
Throw some bread to the ducks instead, it's easier that way
D               Gbm        Dbm          Bm
I feel like an alien, a stranger in an alien place

Gbm                      D            Dbm                 E
The trees and I are shaken by, the same winds but whereas
      D                      Gbm
The trees will lose their withered leaves
  Dbm                    Bm
I just can't seem to let them loose
Gbm                   D             Dbm               E
And they can't refresh me, those hot winds of the south
D               Gbm        Dbm          Bm
I feel like an alien, a stranger in an alien place

 Gbm  /  D  /  Dbm  /  E  /  D  /  Gbm  /  Dbm  /  Bm  /
[                                                           ]  Tekrar