Am We starve, look at on another sort of breath, G walking proudly in our winter coats, Wearing smells from lab'ratories, Am C facing a dying nation Am Dm of moving paper fantasy Am List'ning for the new told lies F C with supreme visions of lonely tunes. Somewhere inside something there is a rush of greatness. Who knows what stands in front of our lives; I fashion my future on films in space. Silence tells me secretly ev'rything, ev'rything. A7 D7 A7 D7 Manchester England, England. A7 - D7 A7 - D7 Manchester England, England. A7 - D7 A7-D7 Across the Atlantic sea. D - G D7 - And I'm a genius, genius, G D - E D - I believe in God. E D - E D - E = And I believe that God believes in Claude, D7 A7-D7 A7-D7 that's me. Singing my space songs on a spider web sitar, "Life is around you and in you." Answer for Timothy Leary, deary. Let the sun shine, let the sun shine, the sunshine in. Let the sun shine, let the sun shine, the sunshine in.