Keane - Strangeland

L^Aover, I rem^Hmember l^Daying out a m^Aap Thr^F#mowing our poss^Hmessions in the v^Ean Your t^Aapes piled on the b^Hmackseat And a c^Damera in your h^Aand Dr^F#messed for our arr^Hmival in the Str^Eangel^Aand

Str^F#mangeland bl^Aind You got no r^Deason You got no rh^Eyme You get no t^F#mime to put things r^Hmight To put things r^F#might

You dr^Aove across the b^Hmorder As the w^Dinter rains ran dr^Ay And, ^F#monly fit for b^Hmirdsong, filled the sk^Ey You thr^Aew your head back scr^Hmeaming as we r^Daced across wet s^Aand And l^F#mept into the w^Hmaters of the Str^Eangel^Aand

Str^F#mangeland bl^Aind You got no r^Deason You got no rh^Eyme You get no t^F#mime to put things r^Hmight To put things r^F#might

You w^Aound the rope ar^Hmound me And you p^Dulled the knots in t^Aight And sh^F#mook me like a b^Hmad dream from your s^Eight And now the th^Aings I’ve done to fo^Hmrget you Well, it’s^D not what I had ^Aplanned The sw^Aeetest thoughts get tw^Hmisted in the Str^Eangel^Aand

Str^F#mangeland bl^Aind You got no re^Dason You got no rh^Eyme You get no t^F#mime to put things r^Hmight

Str^F#mangeland dr^Aeams You tore my b^Daby away from m^Ee We get no t^F#mime to put things r^Hmight To put things r^F#might You get no t^F#mime to put things r^Hmight To put things r^F#might To put things r^Hmight To put things r^F#might