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 G D D/G
unknown engines underneath the city
D G A
steam pushing up in billows through the grates
Bm G D G D A
frankie lymon’s tracking “seabreeze” in a studio in harlem , its 1968 .
D G D D/G
just a pair of tunes to hammer out .
D G A
everybody’s off the clock by 10 .
Bm G D G D A
the loneliest 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 G D
and four hours north of portland , a radio flips on .
Bm G D A
and some 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 .
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 G D D/G
unknown engines underneath the city
D G A
steam pushing up in billows through the grates
Bm G D G D A
frankie lymon’s tracking “seabreeze” in a studio in harlem , its 1968 .
D G D D/G
just a pair of tunes to hammer out .
D G A
everybody’s off the clock by 10 .
Bm G D G D A
the loneliest 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 G D
and four hours north of portland , a radio flips on .
Bm G D A
and some 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 .
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