Voices from a photograph
	Laughed from your wall, screamed through your dreams
	Dm(add9)                              Am(maj6) B7(b9)
	Wake up, Rosemary and wipe your teary eyes
	Rise and cross the cold bare floor
	And watch the moon through frosted glass
	Dm(add9)                                    Am(maj6) B7(b9) 
	Damn that photograph - I'll have to take it down
	E             A             E             A
	She hears the boats as they move down the river
	G          C             Dm                   Am(add9)
	She sees a dog straining hard on his leash to get away
	E             A            E              A
	She hears the clock and it strikes like a hammer
	G            C             Dm                           Em(add9)
	Pounding the nails one day further in the coffin of her youth
	Evenings with your mother's friends
	Pregnant eyes, sagging chins
	Dm(add9)                        Am(maj6)   B7(b9)
	Swollen fingertips pour antique cups of tea
	Who are you, and where you been?
	Suspended in a weightless wind
	Dm(add9)                             Am(maj6)   B7(b9)
	Watching trains go by from platforms in the rain
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	Look at the photograph, dream back last summer
	G              C            Dm                      Am(add9)
	Dream back the lips of that travelling salesman, Mr Gin
	E           A       E                  A
	He smelt of miracles and stained glass whispers
	G             C             Dm                        Em(add9)
	You loved his laughter, you tremble beneath him once again
	A           G      Em             F#m
	That's what I want, a new shot at life
	G                      F#m7              
	But my coat's too thin, my feet won't fly
	Emaj7                      Bm7
	And I watch the wind and I see another dream
	Blowin' by