Bowl of Oranges Bright Eyes The [C]rain it started tappin, on the [G]window near my bed There was a [Dm]loophole in my dreamin, so [G]I got out of it And to [Am]my surprise my eyes were wide and [F]already open To my [Dm]nightstand and my dresser where those [G]nightmares had just been So I [C]dressed myself and left them, out [G]into the grey streets But [Dm]everything seemed different, com[G]pletely new to me The [Am]sky, the trees, houses, buildings, e[F]ven my own body And each [Dm]person I (guitaretab.com)