The Dream Synopsis

[Intro]
E Eaug E Eaug              E
             Well, we were kissing,
       Eaug
it was secret

[Verse 1]
              A                B
We’d had to sneak beyond the kitchen
           E                    Eaug
Both well aware that there'd be trouble
       A                  B
If the manager should find us
              A                    B                 C#m
You’d got a leaning tower of pint pots in your hand   You
       F#m
can car
                 A     C#m
ry much more than I can
B      F#m              B
 And a wicked gale came howling up

[Chorus]
        E         G#m/D#  C#m
Through Sheffield City Centre
          F#m              B
There was palm tree debris everywhere
      E     G#m/D# C#m
And a Roman Colosseum 
         F#m           C#m  B       E       Eaug
Isn't it boring when I talk about my dreams?

[Verse 2]
E Eaug         E              Eaug
      I'm in a building and I notice
            A              B
That I'm surrounded by the ocean
        E                Eaug
I get a feeling, I start running
             A                B
Don't really know why I am running
               A                B
I never really know why I am running 'til I get
      C#m            F#m
caught   Want to wake
              A       C#m
up to my dream report?
B        F#m              B
 And the snow was falling thick and fast

[Chorus]
        E           G#m/D#      C#m        F#m
We were bombing down      Los Feliz It was you and me and
B
Miles Kane
         E     G#m/D#         C#m
And some kid I went  to school   with
         F#m         C#m  B
Isn't it ugly when I talk about my...

[Bridge]
A                           G#
 Visions of the past and possible future
                            C#m
Shoot through my mind and I can't let go
  Caug        E/B          F#m
Inseparable opposing images
                        Am
When can you come back again?

[Solo]
             E | Eaug A | B E |
| Eaug

[Chorus]
A C#m B      F#m              B
       And a wicked gale came howling up
        E         G#m/D#  C#m
Through Sheffield City Centre
          F#m              B
There was palm tree debris everywhere
      E     G#m/D# C#m
And a Roman Colosseum 
         F#m           C#m  B       C#m       F#m
Isn't it boring when I talk about my   dreams?
           A              B            E      Eaug E Eaug E
It must be torture when I talk about my dreams