IntroA EA EA E A Verse1A E So off the clouds of Nova Scotia,A E I’ve been flying, trying to photograph my face for posters.A E I’ve been sailing further from my family lately,A E Driving me crazy, or, maybe that’s just me. Verse2A E I’m tangled up in my own web,A E It’s been sixteen days at least since I’ve seen my own bed,A E I’ve been chasing dreams and sleeping less and less my mum said,B I need to relax, and be back for cups of tea, Chorus1 She asks me:A E Boy, how you dream so big;A E When you hardly sleep at all?A E Boy, how you dream so big;B When you hardly sleep at all?A E Boy, how you dream so big;G# A When those eyelids rarely close?B I don’t know, Mum;E We’ll find out, I suppose.A B E I don’t know… What, my friend? You know what? Verse3A E Dress in fancy clothes; sounds fun,A E I’ll admit, I even smiled a little bit in round one.A E But now I’m searching for two purposes, I haven’t found one,A E Driving me crazy, or, maybe that’s just me. Verse4A E I sing to disappear my own mind,A E Fingers in my ears, holding out for golden sunshine.A E Sometimes wondering why I just can’t seem to stop time,A B Find me a lady, have a baby, or maybe three, cheeky. Chorus2A E Boy, how you dream so big;A E When you hardly sleep at all?A E Boy, how you dream so big;B When you hardly sleep at all?A E Boy, how you dream so big;G# A When those eyelids rarely shut?A B And I don’t know, my friendE But I don’t really give a
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