Amaj7     B
Thinking back to phase one
                             G#m7       F#m7
With rolling mallets and the bass drums
                     Amaj7        B
Early hours in the drive-through
                       G#m7       F#m7
Playing early DIIV and Nite Jewel
                      Amaj7      B
We found ourself in stage three
                         G#m7        F#m7
Observing murals dotting Lake Street
                           Amaj7    B
With every story comes a stalemate
                              G#m7        F#m7
When you've been living in a failed state


[Chorus]
      Amaj7                      B
The night gets cold but there's smoke in the clouds
     G#m7                              F#m7
I'm having trouble sleeping and it's stressing me out
      Amaj7                    B
The words may fall short of something profound
     G#m7                            F#m7                            Amaj7
But every time I'm with you I'm just glad you're around (How's this sound?)

Amaj7 B G#m7 F#m7 [x2]


[Bridge]
G#m7                     B
Weighed out in programmatic sets of three
                           F#m
We keep the time and music sets the scene
                  Fmaj7
What's after the dream?
G#m7                          B
My point of reference is the north-end sky
                           F#m7
Sometimes the synthesizer makes me cry
                  Fmaj7
We'll dance for a while


[Instrumental]

G#m7 B F#m Fmaj7 [x2]

Amaj7 B G#m7 F#m7 [x2]


[Verse 2]
                            Amaj7     B
I guess you caught me in a dark mood
                            G#m7     F#m7
Which is to say I'm missing part two
                             Amaj7     B
I'm always hoping life will start soon
                         G#m7                F#m7
No one else can make my heart swoon, like you do


[Chorus]
      Amaj7                      B
The night gets cold but there's smoke in the clouds
     G#m7                              F#m7
I'm having trouble sleeping and it's stressing me out
      Amaj7                    B
The words may fall short of something profound
     G#m7                            F#m7
But every time I'm with you I'm just glad you're around
         Amaj7                      B
When the night got cold there was smoke in the clouds
 G#m7                               F#m7
Then you came and found me when the world let me down
      Amaj7                    B
The words may fall short of something profound
     G#m7                            F#m7
But every time I'm with you I'm just glad you're around (How's this sound?)