Genesis - Heatwaveadd

Em  /  F#7  /  Em  /  Am7  /
     E        A
No cloud, a sleepy calm
 D                     Bm              C#m       E
Sunbaked earth that's cooled by gentle breeze, and trees
Bm                E          Em               F#7
With rustling leaves, only endless days without a care
Em                 Am7
Nothing must be done

 E            A
Silent, as a day can be
 D                Bm        C#m          E
Far off sounds of others on their chosen run
Bm         E              Em                    F#7
As they do, all those things they feel give a life some meaning
Em                 Am7
Even if they're dull

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

F  /  Eb  /  A#  /  Eb  /  G7  /  E  /  B  /

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

E                  A          D              Bm
Now the light is fading fast, chances slip away
            C#m         E  Bm                  E
A time will come to pass,     when there'll be none
        Em         F#7                  Em                Am7
Then addicted to a perfumed poison, betrayed by its aftertaste

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

F  /  Eb  /  A#  /  Eb  /  G7  /  E  /  B  /

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

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

 Abm  /  E  /  Ebm  /  F#  /  E  /  Abm  /  Ebm  /  C#m  /
[                                                           ]  Tekrar