I Am Disappeared

C C Csus4 Csus2 C C Csus4 Csus2 i keep having C Csus4 Csus2 C dreams of pioneers and pirate ships and bob dylan Csus4 Csus2 C of people wrapped up tight in the thing that’ll kill them Csus4 Csus2 C of being trapped in a lift plunging straight to the bottom Csus4 Csus2 Am of open seas and ways of life we’ve forgotten G i keep having dreams Am F amy worked in a bar in exeter G Am i went back to her house and i slept beside her Am F she woke up screaming in the middle of the night G Am terrified of her own insides Am F dreams of pirate ships and patty hearst G Am breaking through a life of a rehearse Am F she can’t remember which came first G Am the house the home or the terrible thirst G she keeps having dreams F G and on the worst days G C F when it feels like life weighs ten thousand tonnes F G C she’s got her cowboy boots and her keys on the bed stand F so she can always run F she could get up and shower in half an hour F Am she’d be gone Am F i keep having dreams of things i need to do G Am of waking up and not following through Am F it feels like i haven’t slept at all G Am when i wake to a silence and she’s facing the wall Am F posters of dylan and hemingway G Am an antique cupboard . . . sailor’s escape ( ? ) Am F she says you just can’t live this way G Am i close my eyes and never say G i’m still having dreams F G and on the worst days G C F when it feels like life weighs ten thousand tonnes F G C i sleep with my passport , one eye on the back door F so i can always run Fm i could get up and shower in half an hour Am i’d be gone Am and come morning i Am disappeared C G just an imprint on the bed sheets Dm Am and by the roadside with my thumb out C G a car pulls up and bob’s driving Dm Am so i climb in we don’t say a word C G as we pull off into the sunrise Dm Am and these rivers of tarmac C G are like arteries ’cross the country Dm we are blood cells Am alive in C the blood stream G and the beating heart of the country Dm Am we are electric pulses C G in pathways of the sleeping soul of the country Dm Am we are electric pulses C G in pathways of the sleeping soul of the country Dm we are electric Am C in the sleeping soul of the country G ( the sleeping soul of the country ) Dm Am C G F