Train Of Thought

Verse 1: 
 
bass/E D A D/E 
He likes to have the morning paper‘s crossword solved 
 
/E D A D/E 
Words go up words come down, forwards, backwards twisted round 
 
/E D A 
He grabs a pile of letters from a small suit case 
 
/E D C#m 
Disappers into an office its another working day 
 
Chorus 1: 
 
D Bm7 C#m7 D E Bm7 C#m7 D 
And his thoughts are full of strangers, corridors of naked lights 
 
E Bm7 C#m7 D E Bm7 C#m7 D 
And his mind once full of reason, Now there‘ more than meets the eye 
 
/E F#m D A 
Now a strangers face he carries with him 
 
Verse 2: 
 
He likes a bit of reading on the subway home 
A distant radio‘s whistling tunes that nobody knows 
At home a house awaits him, he unlocks the door 
Thinking once there was a sea here but there never was a door 
 
Chorus 2 (same chords): 
 
And his thoughts are full of strangers, and his eyes too numb too see 
And nothing, that he knows of, and nowhere where he‘s been 
Was never quite like this 
 
Repeat chorus 1 
 
Ending: 
 
Bm/E C#m/E D/E 
 
C# Bm/E C#m/E D/E C#m/E Bm/E C#m/E D/E 
and at heart he‘s full of strangers, dodging on his train of thought 
 
Bm/E C#m/E D/E C#m/E (to fade)