Morning Story

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Intro: A A# C D# A# A (repeat
C D
Dm       F        Bb          B
Running, jumping, pushing its way
Dm       F         Bb          B
Mornings nighttime blends into day
Dm         F        Bb         B   C
Can't find curtains to shut it away
D                                 Gm     F
We were alone in the hills of the night
E                             Am    G
Now the neon dawn lets in the light
F#                                                  Bm    A
And the milkman that nobody knows leaves bottles of tears
Ab                                          C#m   B
At the house full of laughter nobody ever hears
A
O the grass is burned black
       A#                         C      D#  A# A
By the ships coming back from the stars, golden stars
A
Seas turned to flame
        A#                    C         D# A#
  C G
When we boiled the dream of tomorrow, tomorrow
D            Bm   G A
When it gets light
D            Bm     G   A
Some of them always stay
D                Bm   G
She's dressed in white
                         F#m
Till the smoke turns her grey
Dm       F          Bb          B
Falling, stumbling, feeling its way
Dm       F          Bb         B
Mornings nighttime moves into day
Dm         F         Bb       B  C
Can't find warmth to keep it away
D                                Gm    F
Used to be alone on the waves of cloud
E                                  Am   G
Now the flotsam dawn brings in the crowd
F#                                           Bm   A
And the angel who sits in her car / Full of desire
Ab                                                 C#m  B
But the hoses who came from the town / Put out her fire
      A
O the seas have run dry
        A#                        C       D# A# A
And the sun's one good eye is too blind to see
A
Sky has gone bad
         A#                         C       D#  A#
    C G
From the good times we had burning bright, such good times
D            Bm   G A
When it gets light
D            Bm     G   A
Some of them always stay
D                Bm   G
She's dressed in white
                         F#m    Dm   F#m
Till the smoke turns her grey