Intro: G 

verse 
          C 
If it was only in our heads, only in our dreams 
G 
Nothing we ever spoke of, nothing evergreen 
                           C 
you know I dreamed we were hunted by lions, bursting for air 

so we hid out in the brambles and played like we were dead 
      G                            D 
never terrified of what that might mean 


[Refrão]

          Em                     C                          G 
Why is it clinging to life, this longing that should now be dead? 
         Em        D                        G 
Why do I need you, feeling your claws in my back? 
           Em               C                  G 
I've got a few ideas and an image of you in my bed 

verse 
          C 
If it was only a mirage, a hopeless scene 
G 
Nothing close to water, nothing so serene 
                           C 
you know I dreamed we were walking a wire across a ravine 

locked in on each other and then I hear you scream 
      G                       D 
but I never saw you open your mouth 


[Refrão]

          Em                     C                          G 
Why is it clinging to life, this longing that should now be dead? 
         Em        D                        G 
Why do I need you, feeling your claws in my back? 
           Em               C                  G 
I've got a few ideas and an image of you in my bed 

Instrumental G    C     Em     D     G       Em     C      G 

verse
 
          C 
If it was only for the foolish, decision to careen 
G 
Nothing that you walk from, nothing so clean 
                          C 
you know I dreamed of the end of the world, that whole nightmare routine 

I found you in the closet with your mother's old tureen 
                 G                     D 
You said there's one fear I had not confirmed 


[Refrão]

          Em                     C                          G 
Why is it clinging to life, this longing that should now be dead? 
         Em        D                        G 
Why do I need you, feeling your claws in my back? 
           Em               C                  G 
I've got a few ideas and an image of you in my bed 
         Em                C                         G 
I've got two ideas, and an image of your claws in my back