"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