Genesis - Heatwaveadd

Gm  /  A7  /  Gm  /  Cm7  /
     G        C
No cloud, a sleepy calm
 F                     Dm              Em       G
Sunbaked earth that's cooled by gentle breeze, and trees
Dm                G          Gm               A7
With rustling leaves, only endless days without a care
Gm                 Cm7
Nothing must be done

 G            C
Silent, as a day can be
 F                Dm        Em          G
Far off sounds of others on their chosen run
Dm         G              Gm                    A7
As they do, all those things they feel give a life some meaning
Gm                 Cm7
Even if they're dull

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

G#  /  Gb  /  C#  /  Gb  /  A#7  /  G  /  D  /

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

G                  C          F              Dm
Now the light is fading fast, chances slip away
            Em         G  Dm                  G
A time will come to pass,     when there'll be none
        Gm         A7                  Gm                Cm7
Then addicted to a perfumed poison, betrayed by its aftertaste

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

G#  /  Gb  /  C#  /  Gb  /  A#7  /  G  /  D  /

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

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

 Bm  /  G  /  Gbm  /  A  /  G  /  Bm  /  Gbm  /  Em  /
[                                                           ]  Tekrar