19 December 2005
Three fifteen in the morning now
Intro AAB, AAB, Am/G/F/G/Am
Am G
I want the sleep to / come
Am G G C
I pick fingernail, / pick skin on / thumb;
Am G
I’m tired, and I want to / climb
F G Am
into the bed, for / now it is the / time
What can I do to / get myself out
of a depressing mental / boxing / bout?
I want to go to / bed tonight
F G A
but at this time / thoughts come to / bite
Ch
B A B
oh yeah, it’s three fifteen in the / morning / now
B A B
it’s three fifteen in the / morning / now
B A Em
it’s three fifteen in the / morning / nowB A Em B A Em
The music for the song I try to / write
but home-grown ledger lines / aren’t / right;
if a piano to work out chords were / here
maybe sleep would / come and / cheer
upstairs in the bedroom, my / new Christmas tree
here, a bottle of whiskey is / near / me
but I don’t want to take / the cheap way out
just have to / wait for the sleep to / clout
oh yeah, it’s three fifteen in the / morning / now
it’s three fifteen in the / morning / now
it’s three fifteen in the / morning / now
the night ploughs on through // monotony
a baguette, an egg, a / pot of morning / tea
or fish, prawn, crab on the / menu
a smoky, beach beer / barbecue
the mirage is coming, it’s / coming to me
a whispering, embracing // infinity
I take your hand, / bring you near near
if the mirage comes / close, / I can hold you tight here