A# D# A# There, along the road, was a tiny home F Gm D# The yard held dead machines behind its fences A# Like they were it's kids D# F Broken down, but still worth a lot to someone Gm D# It made me stop and grin Light from a dying moon It blurs our eyes And we wear a cape of fireflies And after the world's in bed All the ghosts come sing along But we'll forget them When the morning comes And I slept on the ocean last night I could see you all, and you all were dancing sideways Your feet stuck to the skies And I could see the airplanes dance behind your eyes And I was glad I found the time | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA# D# F Gm |