| The Am that appears in the intro is only used that one time |
| Intro |
| Em | D/F# | G | Am |
| Em | D/F# | G | |
| Four seasons | in one | day |
| Am | Amb7 | |
| Lying in the | depths of your imagination |
| Em | D/F# | G | |
| Worlds above and | worlds | below |
| Am | Amb7 | |
| The | sun shines on the | black clouds |
| C | |
| Hanging over the do | main |
| Bm | C | |
| Even when you're feeling | warm |
| Bm | Am | |
| The | temperature could drop a | way |
| D | G | |
| Like | four seasons in one | day |
| Em | D/F# | G | |
| Smiling as the | shit comes | down |
| Am | Amb7 | |
| You can tell a | man from what he has to say |
| Em | D/F# | G | |
| Everything gets | turned a | round |
| Am | Amb7 | C | |
| And | I will risk my | neck again |
| Bm | C | |
| You can take me where you | will |
| Bm | Am | |
| Up the creek and through the | mill |
| Bm | C | |
| Like | all the things you | can't explain |
| D | G | |
| Four seasons in one | day |
| C | G | |
| Blood dries | up |
| D | Em | |
| Like | rain, like | rain |
| C | G | |
| Fills my | cup |
| D | Em | |
| Like four seasons in one | day |
| C | B7 | D/F# | G | Am | |
| Am | Amb7 | |
| It doesn't pay to | make predictions |
| Em | D/F# | G | |
| Sleeping on an | unmade | bed |
| Am | Amb7 | |
| Finding out wher | ever there is comfort |
| C | |
| There is | pain |
| Bm | C | |
| Only one step a | way |
| D | G | |
| Like | four seasons in one | day |
| C | G | |
| Blood dries | up |
| D | Em | |
| Like | rain, like | rain |
| C | G | |
| Fills my | cup |
| D | Em | |
| Like four seasons in one | day |