Strangeland
KeaneVersion1
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Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
Lover, I remember laying out a map
Throwing our possessions in the van
Your tapes piled on the backseat
And a camera in your hand
Dressed for our arrival in the Strangeland
Strangeland blind
You got no reason
You got no rhyme
You get no time to put things right
To put things right
You drove across the border
As the winter rains ran dry
And, only fit for birdsong, filled the sky
You threw your head back screaming
as we raced across wet sand
And lept into the waters of the Strangeland
Strangeland blind
You got no reason
You got no rhyme
You get no time to put things right
To put things right
You wound the rope around me
And you pulled the knots in tight
And shook me like a bad dream from your sight
And now the things Ive done to forget you
Well, its not what I had planned
The sweetest thoughts get twisted in the Strangeland
Strangeland blind
You got no reason
You got no rhyme
You get no time to put things right
To put things
Strangeland dreams
You tore my baby away from me
We get no time to put things right
To put things right
You get no time to put things right
To put things right
To put things right
To put things right
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Readable chord sheet for Strangeland by Keane
[A] [Bm] [D] [A] L[A]over, I rem[Bm]ember l[D]aying out a m[A]ap Thr[F#m]owing our poss[Bm]essions in the v[E]an Your t[A]apes piled on the b[Bm]ackseat And a c[D]amera in your h[A]and Dr[F#m]essed for our arr[Bm]ival in the Str[E]angel[A]and Str[F#m]angeland bl[A]ind You got no r[D]eason You got no rh[E]yme You get no t[F#m]ime to put things r[Bm]ight To put things r[F#m]ight You dr[A]ove across the b[Bm]order As the w[D]inter rains ran dr[A]y And, [F#m]only fit for b[Bm]irdsong, filled the sk[E]y You thr[A]ew your head back scr[Bm]eaming as we r[D]aced across wet s[A]and And l[F#m]ept into the w[Bm]aters of the Str[E]angel[A]and Str[F#m]angeland bl[A]ind You got no r[D]eason You got no rh[E]yme You get no t[F#m]ime to put things r[Bm]ight To put things r[F#m]ight You w[A]ound the rope ar[Bm]ound me And you p[D]ulled the knots in t[A]ight And sh[F#m]ook me like a b[Bm]ad dream from your s[E]ight And now the th[A]ings Ive done to forg[Bm]et you Well, its n[D]ot what I had pl[A]anned The sw[A]eetest thoughts get tw[Bm]isted in the Str[E]angel[A]and Str[F#m]angeland bl[A]ind You got no re[D]ason You got no rh[E]yme You get no t[F#m]ime to put things r[Bm]ight To put things Str[F#m]angeland dr[A]eams You tore my b[D]aby away from m[E]e We get no t[F#m]ime to put things r[Bm]ight To put things r[F#m]ight You get no t[F#m]ime to put things r[Bm]ight To put things r[F#m]ight To put things r[Bm]ight To put things r[F#m]ight