verse 1
D
Sometimes I go whole days, listening, bored, half asleep
Bm A
I won't say anything, that's worth a thing to me one day,
A G
Suddenly time took a turn that once felt so brief
G
I blinked to see polite ghosts fading quickly
D
What begins as an unguarded train of thoughts slowly can become
Bm
An addiction to the slumber of disconnection
A
And resonance of memory that no longer has a shape
G
But keeps you numb through the hours till gone is another day
verse 2
D
Be aware, my darling, these things I say I mean are
Bm
Just traces of something I long to feel again
A G
I see our time expand in the air almost forcibly
G
Spreading thinner till it dissolves completely
Interlude
D Bm A G
D
What begins as an unguarded train of thoughts slowly can become
Bm
An addiction to the slumber of disconnection
A
And resonance of memory that no longer has a shape
G
But keeps you numb through the hours till gone is another day