Em7 B7+       E/G# 
No  cloud, a sleepy calm, 
A7+/G#                F#m7             B6 
Sunbaked earth that's cooled by gentle breeze, 
             F#m9          B7/13 
And trees    with rustling leaves, 
     E7/9           E7/9- 
Only endless days without a care, 
Bm              Em7 
Nothing must be done. 
B7+         E/G# 
Silent as a day can be, 
A7+/G#            F#m7      B6 
Far-off sounds of others on their chosen run 
F#m9     B7/13        E7/9 
As they  do all those things 
               E7/9- 
they feel give life some meaning, 
Bm              Em7 
Even if they're dull. 
 
     D7+          C/D  G/D 
It's time to stop this dreaming, 
       D7+      C/D  G/D 
must rejoin the real world 
D7+         C/D  G/D 
As revealed by   orange lights 
D7+         C/D  G/D 
and a smoky at - mosphere. 
 
( Cm  Bb  F  Bb  C°  D/C  B  F# ) 
 
    Ebm             B 
The trees and I are shaken by 
    Bbm                C# 
the same wind but whereas 
    B7+                   Ebm 
The trees will lose their withered leaves, 
  Bbm                G#m7 
I just can't seem to let them loose. 
Ebm              B 
And they can't refresh me 
      Bbm              C# 
those hot winds of the south. 
B7+/Bb            C#/G# 
Oh I feel like an alien, 
   B7+/Bb        C#/G# 
a stranger in an alien place. 
 
B7+              E/G# 
Now the light is fading fast, 
A7+/G#        F#m7             B6 
Chances slip away, a time will come to pass 
F#m9             B7/13    
When there'll be none, 
      E7/9         E7/9- 
Then addicted to a perfumed poison, 
Bm                   Em7 
Betrayed by its aftertaste, 
 
D7+              C/D  G/D 
Oh we shall lose the wonder 
         D7+        C/D  G/D 
and find nothing in re - turn. 
D7+      C/D G/D 
Many are the substitutes 
            D7+       C/D      G/D 
but they're powerless on their own. 
 
( Cm  Bb  F  Bb  C°  D/C  B  F# ) 
 
Ebm        B               Bbm             C# 
Beware the fisherman who's casting out his line 
B7+             Ebm  
Into a dried up river bed, 
          Bbm                     G#m7 
But don't try to tell him 'cos he won't believe you. 
Ebm                     B                   Bbm         C# 
Throw some bread to the ducks instead, it's easier that way. 
 
B7+            Ebm 
I feel like an alien, 
   Bbm           G#m7 
a stranger in an alien place. 
 
Ebm                 B             Bbm             C# 
The trees and I are shaken by the same wind but whereas 
B7+                       Ebm  
The trees will lose their withered leaves, 
  Bbm                G#m7 
I just can't seem to let them loose. 
Ebm              B              Bbm              C# 
And they can't refresh me those hot winds of the south. 
 
B7+            Ebm 
I feel like an alien, 
   Bbm           G#m7 
a stranger in an alien place. 
 
( Ebm  B  Bbm  C#  B7+  Ebm  Bbm  G#m7 ) fade 
 
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Contribuição: Daniel Ericeira(dericeira@ig.com.br)