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Heatwave (Genesis)
Bm / C#7 / Bm / Em7 /
B E
No cloud, a sleepy calm
A F#m G#m B
Sunbaked earth that's cooled by gentle breeze, and trees
F#m B Bm C#7
With rustling leaves, only endless days without a care
Bm Em7
Nothing must be done
B E
Silent, as a day can be
A F#m G#m B
Far off sounds of others on their chosen run
F#m B Bm C#7
As they do, all those things they feel give a life some meaning
Bm Em7
Even if they're dull
D Am D Am
It's time to stop this dreaming, must rejoin the real world
D Am D Am
As revealed by orange lights and a smoky atmosphere
C / Bb / F / Bb / D7 / B / F# /
Ebm B Bbm C#
The trees and I are shaken by, the same winds but whereas
B Ebm
The trees will lose their withered leaves
Bbm G#m
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
B C# B C#
Oh I feel like an alien, a stranger in an alien place
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B E A F#m
Now the light is fading fast, chances slip away
G#m B F#m B
A time will come to pass, when there'll be none
Bm C#7 Bm Em7
Then addicted to a perfumed poison, betrayed by its aftertaste
D Am D Am
Oh we shall lose the wonder and find nothing in return
D Am D Am
Many are the substitutes but they're powerless on their own
C / Bb / F / Bb / D7 / B / F# /
Ebm B Bbm C#
Beware the fisherman who's casting out his line
B Ebm
Into a dried up river bed
B Bbm G#m
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
B Ebm Bbm G#m
I feel like an alien, a stranger in an alien place
Ebm B Bbm C#
The trees and I are shaken by, the same winds but whereas
B Ebm
The trees will lose their withered leaves
Bbm G#m
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
B Ebm Bbm G#m
I feel like an alien, a stranger in an alien place
Ebm / B / Bbm / C# / B / Ebm / Bbm / G#m /
[ ] Rpt and fade
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Written by: Mick Anderson micka@jolt.mpx.com.au
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