Steven Wilson – Postcard (Ukulele)

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I think it's time that I got off the kitchen floor

C				Em
But is there really any point at all?

C				Em
Waking up this morning felt the same

C				Em
I better sleep while life is so mundane

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It could have been yesterday that I locked the door

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I blocked the windows up so I can't be sure

Am					G
Now I haven't even got the will to Wii

F			
I'm lame and self-obsessed

Em
That I will concede

C				Em
I'd like to light a cigarette but I cannot

C				Em
The light is dead and the gas has been cut off

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I'm the one you always seem to read about

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The fire inside my eyes has long gone out

Am					G
There's nothing left for me to say or do

F				Em
'Cause all that matters disappeared when I lost you