13 acessos
Intro:
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F Dm
Lying on my bed I was reading French
C Dm Am
With the light too bright for my senses
F Dm
From this hiding place, life was way too much
C Dm Am
It was loud and rough round the edges
C Dm
So I faced the wall when an old man called
C Dm Am
Out of dreams that I would die there
C Dm
But a sight unseen, you were pulling strings
C Dm Am
And you had a different idea
F Dm
I was like a child, I was light as straw
C Dm Am
When my father lifted me up there
F Dm
Took me to a place where they checked my body
C Dm Am
My soul was floating in thin air
C Dm
I clung to the bed, and I clung to the past
C Dm Am
And I clung to the welcome darkness
C
But at the end of the night
Dm
There's a green green light
C Dm Am
It's the quiet before the madness
Dm
There was a girl that sang like the chime of a bell
F C
She put out her arm and she touched me when I was in hell
F Dm
Someone sang a song and I sang along
C Dm Am
Cause I knew the words from my childhood
F Dm
Intellect, ambition they fell away
C Dm Am
They locked me up for my own good
C Dm
But I didn't mind cause the silence was kind
C Dm Am
And you spoke to me in whispers
C Dm
There was the sound of the wind in the cold cold dawn
C Dm Am
And the quiet hum of business
Dm
Let me dangle a while in this waiting room
F C
I don't need to go I don't need to know what your doing
( F C Dm C Dm C )
F Dm C Dm Am
Lying on my side you were half awake and your face was tired and crumpled
F Dm C Dm Am
If I had a camera I'd snap you now cos there's beauty in every stumble
C Dm
We are out of practise we're out of sight
C Dm Am
On the edge of nobody's empire
C Dm
If we live by books and we live by hope
C Dm Am
Does that make us targets for gunfire?
F Dm
Now I look at you you're a mother of two
C Dm Am
You're a quiet revolution
F Dm
Marching with the crowd singing dirty and loud
C Dm Am
For the people's emancipation
C Dm
Did I do ok, did I pave the way
C Dm Am
Was I strong when you were wanting
C Dm
I was tied to the yoke with a decent bloke
C Dm
Who was stern but never daunting
Dm
And he told me to push and he made me feel well
F C
And he told me to leave that vision of hell to the dying
( F C Dm C Dm C )