Heatwave (Genesis)
B/C/B/E/7
BE
No cloud, a sleepy calm
AF#mG#mB
Sunbaked earth that's cooled by gentle breeze, and trees
F#mBBmC#7
With rustling leaves, only endless days without a care
BmEm7
Nothing must be done
BE
Silent, as a day can be
AF#mG#mB
Far off sounds of others on their chosen run
F#mBBmC#7
As they do, all those things they feel give a life some meaning
BmEm7
Even if they're dull
DAmDAm
It's time to stop this dreaming, must rejoin the real world
DAmDAm
As revealed by orange lights and a smoky atmosphere
C/B/F/B/D//#
EbmBBbmC#
The trees and I are shaken by, the same winds but whereas
BEbm
The trees will lose their withered leaves
BbmG#m
I just can't seem to let them loose
EbmBBbmC#
And they can't refresh me, those hot winds of the south
BC#BC#
Oh I feel like an alien, a stranger in an alien place
BEAF#m
Now the light is fading fast, chances slip away
G#mBF#mB
A time will come to pass, when there'll be none
BmC#7BmEm7
Then addicted to a perfumed poison, betrayed by its aftertaste
DAmDAm
Oh we shall lose the wonder and find nothing in return
DAmDAm
Many are the substitutes but they're powerless on their own
C/B/F/B/D//#
EbmBBbmC#
Beware the fisherman who's casting out his line
BEbm
Into a dried up river bed
BBbmG#m
But don't try to tell him cos he won't believe you
EbmBBbmC#
Throw some bread to the ducks instead, it's easier that way
BEbmBbmG#m
I feel like an alien, a stranger in an alien place
EbmBBbmC#
The trees and I are shaken by, the same winds but whereas
BEbm
The trees will lose their withered leaves
BbmG#m
I just can't seem to let them loose
EbmBBbmC#
And they can't refresh me, those hot winds of the south
BEbmBbmG#m
I feel like an alien, a stranger in an alien place
E/B/B/C/B/E/B/G/m
( ) Rpt and fade
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Written by: Mick Anderson micka@jolt.mpx.com.au
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