Captains And Cruise Ships ver2 Chords - Owl City

This one's pretty light. And fun. Which makes me happy :)

Artist: Owl City 
Song: Captains and Cruise Ships

 A      E         Bm
  I am stuck in L.A.
  Through the week and can't get away
 A             E           Bm
  And you're alone on the pier
  In West Palm Beach on your holiday
 A        E         Bm
  Stormy night, reawake
  The stomach ache that I've acquired
 A              E                  Bm
  From feeling down, things look grim
  And I'm so sick of being tired

 D           E  
  Apartment lights go dark
 Bm            E
  And it's depressing but what can I do? 
 D              E
  The midnight streets feel dead
 Bm             E
  When I am so used to driving with you

 A          E              Bm
  Brighter lights fill the night and
  Bluer skies reflect in your eyes
 A         E           Bm
  As I inspect and analyze
  All of these dreams I don't recognize

 A                E           Bm
  If you're still up when the ships
  In the port prepare to set sail
 A          E                   Bm          D
  Comb the beach and put those blue flowers up in your ponytail

 D           E            Bm               E
  Inside my head you're voice is still resounding but what can I do? 
 D       E          Bm            E
  Empty rooms feel cold when I am so used to being with you
 D           E               Bm                E
  Count the stars, watch the waves absorb the summer sun
  And think of me
 D             E          Bm               E
  When you explore hidden coves and tiny island chains throughout the sea

 A         E              Bm              D
  Can you still, hear my voice, when I'm outside from over the phone
 A              E               Bm                    D
  For what it's worth, darling dear, I wish you were here Cause I feel alone

 D              E         Bm                     E
  When you were home we'd sing but since you've left I don't hear anything
 D         E       Bm               E 
  Though I feel so sad, I can't believe things are really that bad

 Bm                 A
  Old captains and brand new cruise ships
 D                  E
  Sailing over the briney sea
 Bm                  A
  When I crash my beloved desk job
 D                        E
  And swim through the debris
 Bm                A                   D             E
  I'll cut loose leave this mad house all for the Atlantic blue
 Bm                      A                  D                        E
  I'll stroll down your tree-lined driveway, and sail the ocean with you