Vanilla Skies 

Music and Lyrics by Rob Oswin (aka RAW Boswin)

 

The "vanilla sky" in Vanilla Sky refers to a Monet painting owned by the

main character, but in a larger sense it is used as a metaphor for a life

free of pain or difficulty, a dreamlike, ethereal realm where one is cradled

in the warm hues of perpetual summer sunset.

* Copyright 2001 by John R. McEwen and The Republican

 

F#          C#                  Ebmin                B     F#                             C#

I've been waiting for the phone to ring,      To help me change my mind

While you've moved on to less important things, And left this all behind

 

D                             F#              D                                     F#   Bb7  Ebmin                                   

But I won't fall to pieces,        And I'll never close my eyes

                                              C# sus              C#                   F#

While I'm searching for the answers In your cold      Vanilla Skies.

 

The more I think of it, the less I need to know, The more you'd need to say.

And every time I think we've made another breakthrough, Life gets in the way.

 

D                             F#              D                                     F#   Bb7  Ebmin                                   

But I won't fall to pieces,        And I'll never close my eyes

                                              C# sus                                B   D   F# Bb

While I'm searching for the answers In your cold Vanilla Skies.

 

Ebmin                                                                C#         

You can dust your cotton candy storms, In shades of lavender and orange

Bb                           Ebmin                    C#           B                         

And twist your alibis    So in the morning when I open up my eyes

C#                              C#sus4                                      

There'll be no surprise…  To see your Cold Vanilla Skies.

 

Refrain:

F#  - C#  -   Ebmin   -   B    x2  

 

Well I've been waiting for the phone to ring, To hear what's on your mind

 

D                             F#              D                                     F#   Bb7  Ebmin                                   

But I won't fall to pieces,        And I'll never close my eyes

                                              C# sus             C#              D       E   F#

While I'm searching for the answers In your cold Vanilla Skies.

 

 

 

© 2003 Rob Oswin (aka RAW Boswin)