"Hunting high and low"
		Train Of Thought (4:11)
!		(Pal Waaktaar)

>		E				D, Asus7
		He likes to have the morning paper's
>		E
		Crossword solved
>		E
		Words go up words come down
>				D	Asus7
		Forwards backwards twisted round
>		E			     D        Asus7
		He grabs a pile of letters from a small suitcase
>		E		A
		Disappears into an office
>				  Db
		It's another working day

>		        Hm   Hm/Dbm     D        E
		And his thoughts are full of strangers
>		     Hm       Hm~Dbm   D   E
		Corridors of naked lights
>		     Hm      Hm~Dbm    D     E
		And his mind once full of reason
>		            Hm          Hm~Dbm      D
		Now there's more than meets the eye
>		          F#m          D                       A
		Oh, a stranger's face he carries with him

>		E                             D            A
		He likes a bit of reading on the subway home
>		E				D        A
		A distant radio whistling tunes that nobody knows
>		E		      D                 A
		At home a house awaits him, He unlocks the door
>		E                                 A
		Thinking once there was a sea here
>		                        Db
		But there never was a door

		And his thoughts are full of strangers
		And his eyes to numb to see
		And nothing that he knows of
		And nowhere where he's been
		Was ever quite like this
		And his thoughts...

		And at heart
		He's full of strangers
		Dodging on his train of thought
		Train of thought

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>		N.C./E | N.C./E | N.C./E | N.C./E
>		N.C./E | N.C./E | N.C./E | N.C./E
>		B-/E | C#-/E | D/E | C#-/E
>		B-/E | C#-/E | D/E | C#-/E
>		    N.C./E                             D        A     D/E | D/E
		He likes to have the morning paper's crossword solved    hey
>		 N.C./E                      D            A                   D/E | D/E
		Words go up words come down forwards backwards twisted 'round     hey
>		     N.C./E                         D        A
		He grabs a pile of letters From a small suitcase
>		                                                      d
>		       E-                        D              C#- | C#-
		Disappears into an office It's another working day
>		D         B-7  C#-7                  D      E
		and his thou.....ghts are full of strangers
>		      B-7  C#-7          D      E
		corridors      of naked lights    And his
>		 B-7  C#-7              D      E
		mind      once full of reason     Now there's
>		                              d.    |
>		B-7   C#-7               D  | D     D9/E   F#-              D       A
		mo...re   than meets the eye    Now a   stranger's face he carries with him
>		| A     (E-)                          D      A          D/E | D/E
		     He likes a bit of reading On the subway home  ooh oooh ooh
>		  (E-)                                  D       A   D/E  | D/E
		A distant radio's whistling tunes That nobody knows     hm
>		   (E-)                       D            A
		At home a house awaits him he unlocks the door
>		                                                                d
>		         E-                                   D           C#- | C#-
		Thinking once there was a sea here but there never was a door
>		D         B-7  C#-7                 D      E
		And his thou....ghts are full of strangers
>		        B-7  C#-7              D   E
		And his eyes      too numb to see
>		     B-7    C#-7            D      E
		And nothing       that he knows of
>		                                      d.   |
>		     B-7  C#-7                  D   | D   D9/E |  F#-    D          A  | A
		And no........where where he's been      wa..s    ever quite like this
>		 E- | (E-) | E- | (E-) | E- | (E-) | E- | (E-) |
		yeah!
>		B-/E | C#-/E   | D/E | C#-/E    | B-/E | C#-/E  | G | G A
		            he!             oh oh           oh oh       and his
>		  B-7  C#-7                  D      E
		thou.....ghts are full of strangers
>		      B-7  C#-7          D      E
		corridors      of naked lights    And his
>		 B-7  C#-7              D      E
		mind      once full of reason     Now there's
>		                               d.     |
>		B-7   C#-7                D  | D      D9/E  F#-              D       A
		mo...re    than meets the eye    Now  a  stranger's face he carries with
>		 | A | B-/E | C#-/E | D/E | C#-/E |
		him
>		B-/E | C#-/E | D/E | C#-/E
		                          and at
>		 B-/E  C#-/E               D/E     C#-/E
		hea.....rt he's full of strangers        dodging
>		B-/E C#-/E                D/E   C#-/E
		on         his train of thought        train of
>		  B-/E    | C#-/E | D/E | C#-/E | B-/E | C#-/E | D/E | C#-/E |
		thought
>		B-/E | C#-/E | D/E | C#-/E |
>		B-/E | C#-/E | D/E | C#-/E | ...