Nightgown Of The Sullen Moon

[E] [B] [A] [B] [E] [B] [A] [B] [E] [B] [A] [B] [E] [B] [A] [B] [E]

[E]Fell in the door
And you f[B]ell on the floor
With your h[A]and on the knob
Looking [A]up and abruptly
F[E]orget what you're thinking
[B]Fire alarms go o[A]ff in your head you live

In the nig[B]htgown of t[E]he sullen m[B]oon [A]
How the win[E]dows lean in[B]to the r[A]oom
In the nig[B]htgown of t[E]he sullen m[B]oon [A]

Fill:
[B]Drug trip. it's not a dr[A]ug tr[A]ip so you f[E]eel a bit ins[A]ulted [E]
[A]Space walk. It's like a sp[A]ace w[E]alk with the correspo[A]nding w[A]eight lo[E]ss

And you're nothing but air, with your hand in the air
And your shoelaces tied up together with care
There's a feeling of boredom, of the big whoredom
Following dressing up

In the nightgown of the sullen moon
How the windows lean into the room
In the nightgown of the sullen moon

In the nightgown of the sullen moon
How the windows lean into the room
In the nightgown of the sullen moon

Your head is on the moon
It's not necessary to breathe
Forever is a long time

Your head is on the moon
It's not necessary to breathe
Forever is a long time
Your head is on the moon
Your head is on the moon