Verse 1:
Dm Am
I've got a friend who I've known since I was seven
Gm Dm Am
We use to talk on the phone, if we have time, if it's the right
Dm Am
Accompany me by the kitchen sink
Gm Dm
We talk about love, we talk about dishwasher tablets, illness
Am
and we dream about heaven
Gm Fm
I know it, I think I know it from a heaven
Cm Bb
They've said so, it doesn't need more explanation
Fm Eb
A box to open up with light and sound
Bb
Making you cold
Fm
Very cold
(same chords for rest of song)
Verse 2:
I leave home at seven
Under a heavy sky, I ride my bike up, I ride my bike down
November smoke and your toes go numb
A new colour on the globe
It goes from white to red a little voice in my head says oh oh oh
Chorus, slightly different lyrics (2x):
I know it, I think I know it from a heaven
They've said so, it doesn't need more explanation
A box to open up with light and sound
And if you don't
You're on your own
I know it, I think I know it from a heaven
They've said so, it doesn't need more explanation
A box to open up with light and sound
Making you cold
Very cold