The chords are not arranged for timing, they're just loosely over the lyrics. But it
shouldn't be too hard to figure out.
D/G: XX0032
Intro: D-D/G D-D/G
[D]Un[G]kn[D]ow[D/G]n engines underneath the city
[D]St[G]ea[A]m pushing up in billows through the grates
[Bm]Fra[G]nk[D]ie[G] L[D]ym[A]on's tracking "Seabreeze" in a studio in Harlem, Its 1968.
[D]Ju[G]st[D] a[D/G] pair of tunes to hammer out.
[D]Ev[G]er[A]ybody's off the clock by 10.
[Bm]The[G] l[D]on[G]el[D]ie[A]st people in the whole wide world are the ones you're never going to see again.
(Same Chords)
Feels so free when I hit the avenue.
Nothing like a New York summer night.
Every dream's a good dream,
Even awful dreams are good dreams,
If you're doing it right.
(Same chords)
Remember soaring higher than a cloud.
Get pretty sentimental now and then.
The loneliest people in the whole wide world are the ones you're never going to see again.
[Bm]And[G] f[D]our hours north of Portland, a radio flips on.
[Bm]And[G] s[D]om[A]e no one from the future remembers that you're gone.
(verse chords)
Armies massing in the dusky distance.
Ghosted in the ribbon microphone.
Leave a little mark on something, maybe,
Take the secret circuit home.
Nothing in the shadows but the shadow hands.
Reaching out to sad, young, frightened men.
The loneliest people in the whole wide word are the ones you're never going to see again.
Yeah, the loneliest people in the whole wide word are the ones you're never going to see again.
shouldn't be too hard to figure out.
D/G: XX0032
Intro: D-D/G D-D/G
[D]Un[G]kn[D]ow[D/G]n engines underneath the city
[D]St[G]ea[A]m pushing up in billows through the grates
[Bm]Fra[G]nk[D]ie[G] L[D]ym[A]on's tracking "Seabreeze" in a studio in Harlem, Its 1968.
[D]Ju[G]st[D] a[D/G] pair of tunes to hammer out.
[D]Ev[G]er[A]ybody's off the clock by 10.
[Bm]The[G] l[D]on[G]el[D]ie[A]st people in the whole wide world are the ones you're never going to see again.
(Same Chords)
Feels so free when I hit the avenue.
Nothing like a New York summer night.
Every dream's a good dream,
Even awful dreams are good dreams,
If you're doing it right.
(Same chords)
Remember soaring higher than a cloud.
Get pretty sentimental now and then.
The loneliest people in the whole wide world are the ones you're never going to see again.
[Bm]And[G] f[D]our hours north of Portland, a radio flips on.
[Bm]And[G] s[D]om[A]e no one from the future remembers that you're gone.
(verse chords)
Armies massing in the dusky distance.
Ghosted in the ribbon microphone.
Leave a little mark on something, maybe,
Take the secret circuit home.
Nothing in the shadows but the shadow hands.
Reaching out to sad, young, frightened men.
The loneliest people in the whole wide word are the ones you're never going to see again.
Yeah, the loneliest people in the whole wide word are the ones you're never going to see again.
