A Bm D A Lover, I remember laying out a map F#m Bm E Throwing our possessions in the van A Bm Your tapes piled on the backseat D A And a camera in your hand F#m Bm E A Dressed for our arrival in the Strangeland Chorus: F#m A Strangeland blind D You got no reason E You got no rhyme F#m Bm You get no time to put things right F#m To put things right We drove across the border as the winter rains ran dry And only fateful birdsong filled the sky You threw your head back screaming As we raced across wet sand And leapt into the waters of the strangeland Chorus You wound the rope around me And you pulled the knots in tight And shook me like a bad dream from your sight And now the things I've done to forget you Well, it's not what I had planned The sweetest thoughts get twisted in the strangeland Chorus: F#m A Strangeland blind D You got no reason E You got no rhyme F#m Bm You get no time to put things right To put things F#m A Strangeland dreams D E You tore my baby away from me F#m Bm We get no time to put things right F#m To put things right F#m Bm You get no time to put things right F#m To put things right Bm To put things right F#m To put things right | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA D E F#m Bm |