Daughter - Future Lover: chords

        C              Am Em D
I was starting to spin out
            C             Am Em D
At how the seasons don't last
          C               Am       Em
Why I'm dreaming of somewhere long past
        D                   C               Am Em D
Light flash, then, all the colours drained fast
          C
Now, I'm getting sweet nothings from
    Am
a ghost in the room
Em                     D
Gets so heavy when I think of you
       C        Am       Em     D
When we're apart, it's when I start
  C               Am Em D
Glowing in the dark

Chorus:
C      Am   Em D
On my telephone
C      Am       Em D
I just long to know
  C         Am     Em D
What's the future like?
C         Am    Em D
Is there time enough?

C  G
(Future lover)

I'm not trying to creep you out
Seen a fair amount of misty-eyed actors
And split-screens have always raised my suspicions
Are you listening for sweet nothings
from a ghost in the room?
Gets so heavy when I think of you
I lie awake, always the way
It's always a trap, the insomniac
Buzzing at the back

Chorus:
On my telephone (future lover)
I just long to know (left to wonder)
What's the future like? (Wait another year)
Is there time enough (left to bother?)

(Future lover)

   C            D
I lie awake, always the way
        Em                 G
It's always a trap, the insomniac
        C
Buzzing at the back
                        Am
(Sweet nothings from a ghost in the room)

 Em                     D
(Gets so heavy when I think of you)

I lie awake, always the way
It's always a trap, the insomniac
Buzzing at the back
(Sweet nothings from a ghost in the room)

 Em                     C
(Gets so heavy when I think of you)

Chorus:
On my telephone (future lover)
I just long to know (left to wonder)
What's the future like? (Wait another year)
Is there time enough?

C                      Am
Sweet nothings from a ghost in the room
Em                     D
Gets so heavy when I think of you
Sweet nothings from a ghost in the room
Gets so heavy when I think of you
Sweet nothings from a ghost in the room
Gets so heavy when I think of you
Sweet nothings from a ghost in the room
Gets so heavy when I think of you