Tom: Em
Em F#m G A G
What where you doing in dreams?
Em
Collecting Moths and lying with me
Well goodbye butterfly
A G
Because my eyes have opened from this sleep
Em
Sleep
[Verse 2]
A G D C
And maybe one day we’ll all meet under a hill
C G A Em
And maybe they’ll tell me I’m still their favorite
Em G Em
What where you doing in dreams?
A G
You were beautiful to me
Em F#m
And I seem to sing
Em
I seem to sing
Em
Goodbye seaside
A G Em
Loading screens and dark lights
F#m Em
And I know I seem alone
Em A G
But really I’m a melody, remedy, therapy
Em
Moths
Em
Moths
It’s dark in here
Em G
Where are the moths?
Em
Because the butterflies are fighting
A
Where are the moths?
G
Because the butterflies are fighting
Em A G
The space under the floor that flickers has a mortality reality
Em G Em
It’s so dark the light can’t come through the window
