F G F G D
Dm
Dm C Dm
You whisper by with your mind in your eye
G Bb
Seeing nothing that's there
C D
But the bones of the bare dying thoughts
C F E D
That would stare in your eyes
Dm
Dm C
I know nice men who have nothing to say
Dm Bb
Except "What a nice day,
C Bb
May I say that today's a nice day
Dm
Cos I've nothing to say."
F Am
But the peace of mind is peace of mind
Dm
And eye, a gift to all
F Dm
But the things I see I see with mind
C Dm C Dm
And don't observe with eyes
F Dm
Em Dm
Dm C Dm
Erudite eyes always bore me to cry
Bb Gm
And the raining that flows
C
Is the pure salty drain
Dm Bb DM
On the peace which I hold in my mind
F Dm Am
But the peace of mind is peace of mind
Dm
And I a gift to all
F Dm Am
But the things I see I see with mind
G D
And don't observe with eyes
(psychedelic jam/solo -ending)
Dm E D C F Dm Am D Gm Dm
Am Dm D Am
A G A Dm Am D A Am
Dm A D Dm A Gm G Am Dm Am
Dm Am Dm C Dm
C Am A Em A Dm
A Dm D Dm C G C Dm C F Em G
A Dm