Odd Stories for Odd Children - The Greeters Song

      [Intro]
C D G Em
C D G Em


[Verse 1]
C   D             G        Em                        C
My essence is in shambles, think I'm not even really here at all
D              G                  Em          C
This realm doesn't seem quite as opaque as it did before
D         G           Em
As I'm projecting and start to fall
C           D            G        Em
I feel my existance will start to stall


[Pre-Chorus]
C              D
Project into a world of your own making
C                        D
Live in that world, it's yours for the taking


[Chorus]
Em   C        G      Am
This world, a future past
Em         C        G       Em
And turned to a paradoxical mass
     C         D                   Am
As a vortex constructs its mind in brass
Em   C          G             A  Em
Only then, particles begin to crash


[Interlude]
C D G Em
C D G Em


[Verse 2]
C    D            G           Em
This world, candy-coated with sugar soap tears
C     D               G         Em
We've stared into the glass, it seemed so sheer
C     D                G       Em
As we glare into the intrinsic atmosphere
C   D            G                          Em
Our axis holds a chocolate-dipped planet in perpetual fear


[Pre-Chorus]
C              D
Project into a world of your own making
C                        D
Live in that world, it's yours for the taking


[Chorus]
Em   C        G      Am
This world, a future past
Em         C        G       Em
And turned to a paradoxical mass
     C         D                   Am
As a vortex constructs its mind in brass
Em   C          G             A  Em
Only then, particles begin to crash


[Bridge]
N.C.
Midnight moans of grace
N.C.
Underlying sound of bass
N.C.
Percussion starts to fall
N.C.
Crescendo starts to call


[Solo]
C D
Em C G Em
Em C G Em
Em C D Em
Em C G A


[Chorus]
Em   C        G      Am
This world, a future past
Em         C        G       Em
And turned to a paradoxical mass
     C         D                   Am
As a vortex constructs its mind in brass
Em   C          G             A
Only then, particles begin to crash

     C        G      Am
This world, a future past
Em         C        G       Em
And turned to a paradoxical mass
     C         D                   Am
As a vortex constructs its mind in brass
Em   C          G             A  Em
Only then, particles begin to crash