Thoughts Of Flight taby ukulele według Edmund (Arthur Darvill)

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My breath it stops here
Em
I?m all open eyed
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And I need surprise
G
My hands feel like wires
Em
My fingers rest
D               Em
I?ll justify my thoughts of flight

G          D            Em
And run to space on the horizon
G                D             Em
And there make a bed for us to lie on


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Caught in tumbles
Em        D
My oh my, to my surprise
G               Em
Another canvas, another slate
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It?s my mistake
Em
I just need it

G           D            Em
So I run to space on the horizon
G                D             Em
And there make a bed for us to lie on
G        D             G              D
We won?t describe even though we will try
          G          Em         D
What it?s like to be smiling in open air

G                  Em
My skin grows over my mistakes
D
And I just can?t wait
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The first few seconds
Em           D               Em
Disintegrate into a state of joy

G           D            Em
So I run to space on the horizon
G                D             Em
And there make a bed for us to lie on
G        D             G              D
We won?t describe even though we will try
          G            Em       D
What it?s like to be smiling in open air

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One more day of perfect terror
D
Close my eyes and I?m still there
Em
Wrapped in water

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My eyes explode with all this light
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And taste just melded to the night
Em
And I can hear a symphony
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A perfect crystal melody
Em
And I just can?t stop smiling at you
D
I just can?t stop smiling

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Can every time I breathe in

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Be every time you breathe out (10x)