Capo 2
  
  
Intro: C   G Am F   C G C   G Am F   C G 
  
         C 
And it's blue as in cerulean 
         G                 Am 
It's the scent of new mown hay 
F 
Laugh and turn the pages 
             C               G 
When there's nothing left to say 
         C 
And it's true that a thing of brilliance 
       G               Am 
Can be paled by dimmer light 
F 
Spin the tale of ages 
    C                   G 
And get me through this night 
  
  
Chorus 
Am              C 
Tragedy takes a number 
F      C        G 
Beauty takes to flight 
Am            C 
Reason's on vacation 
         F       C    G 
And it's killing me tonight 
  
  
          C 
There's a row of oleander 
       G                     Am 
That divides your house from mine 
F 
Stifles words of anger 
    C                    G 
And keeps the neighbours blind 
          C 
There's a star set in the distance 
      G              Am 
Of a steely cold and grey 
     F 
With lights on the horizon 
      C              G 
As we look the other way 
  
  
         C 
And it's blue as in cerulean 
         G                 Am 
It's the scent of new mown hay 
F 
Laugh and turn the pages 
             C               G 
When there's nothing left to say 
         C 
And it's true that a thing of brilliance 
       G               Am 
Can be paled by dimmer light 
F 
Spin the tale of ages 
    C                   G 
And get us through this night 
  
  
Chorus 
Am              C 
Tragedy takes a number 
F      C        G 
Beauty takes to flight 
Am            C 
Reason's on vacation 
         F       C    G 
And it's killing me tonight 
  
  
          C 
There's a music in the silence 
     G                    Am 
Of a spring that plays no more 
  F 
A desert in our future 
      C               G 
And a knocking at the door 
          C 
There's a peace for the unknowing 
          G              Am 
There's a warning to the wise 
  F 
A smile upon the faces 
       C          G 
Of our ruin in disguise 
  
  
         C 
And it's blue as in cerulean 
         G                 Am 
It's the scent of new mown hay 
F 
Laugh and turn the pages 
             C               G 
When there's nothing left to say 
         C 
And it's true that a thing of brilliance 
       G               Am 
Can be paled by dimmer light 
F 
Spin the tale of ages 
    C                   G 
And get us through this night