E                          A                   B
All I do is sleep all day, and think of you
E                          A                   B  
a memory of the cushion life I'm clinging to
the image of a mutual one, our haven
the sombre chords of our song, the fading

E
love is no big truth
F#m                  B
driven by our genes, we are simple selfish beings
E-F#m-B
E
a symphony that's you
F#m                  B 
joyously awaking the ignorant and sleeping

E                             A                B
passion and its brother hate, they come and go
E                             A                B
could easily be made to stay for longer though
many people play this game so willingly
do I have to be like them, or be lonely?

love is no big truth
driven by our genes, we are simple selfish beings
a symphony that's you
joyously awaking the ignorant and sleeping

I'll never need it again