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It goes something like this.
Capo at first band
A Am
I´m piled up high the morning light
G D
A giant silver screen
A Am
I´m waiting for my mind to land
G D
I´m living in a dream
Break: G A G A G A C B x 2
A
I´m a wizard I´ve got magic sticks
G A C C/B
I´m drinking liquid gold
A
The taste of metal in my mouth
G A C C/B C C/B
Infected all my bones
A Am
I´m piled up high, the morning light
G D
A giant silver screen
A Am
I´m waiting for my mind to land
G D
I´m living in a dream
Break: G A G A G A C B x 2
A
I can´t explain why colors fade
G A
And everything´s a fuzz
A G
I feel like I´m a winter´s day
A C C/B C C/B
Another hippie had enough
I´m piled up high the morning light
A giant silver screen
I´m waiting for my mind to land
I´m living in a dream
I´m piled up high the morning light
And everything´s unreal
The wizard lost his magic sticks
The world turned into stone
The taste of metal in his mouth
And everything explodes
I´m piled up high, the morning light
A giant silver screen
I´m waiting for my mind to land
Cause everything´s unreal
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