I blame you for the (Bb)moon lit sky

and the (Cm)dream that died

with the ea gles’ flight.

I blame you for the (Bb)moon lit nights

when I (Cm)won der: why

are the seas still dry?

Don’t blame this sleep ing (Eb)sat el lite.

Did we (Fm)fly to the moon too ad soon?

Did we (Eb)squan der the chance in the rush of the (Db)race?

The rea son we chase is the lost in this (Eb)ro mance.

And still we (Eb)try

to the (Db)jus ti fy the waste for a taste of man’s (Cm7)great est est ad ven ture, oh.

I blame you for the (Bb)moon lit sky

and the (Cm)dream that died

with the ea gles’ flight.

I blame you for the (Bb)moon lit nights

when I (Cm)won der: why

are the seas still dry?

Don’t blame this sleep ing (Eb)sat el lite.

Have we (Fm)lost what it takes too the vance?

Have we (Eb)peaked too the soon?

If the world is so (Db)green, then why does it scream un the der a this (Eb)blue moon?

We won der (Eb)why,

Like a (Db)earth ti sac ri ficed for the price of its (Cm7)great est of ad treas ure, oh.

And