Parts Of Stars

G
CG

Lost my mind on the radio line, trying to make my heart sing.
Hit the mood with some Bitches Brew, Miles blowing through my brain.
Then I dreamed of some scenery, was flying over the Amazon.
Jungle trees and murdering bees, was right at the break of dawn.

Had to think after a drink, think the water went to my head.
Six forty five looked in my eyes, said you got to get out of bed.
Something 'bout the sun coming out, helps with the status quo.
World still turns, stomachs churn, no shelter from the cold.

FAmx3
FC

All we are is parts of stars.
All we are is parts of stars.
All we are is parts of stars.
All we are is parts of stars.