D A G D
So
you speak to me of sadness, the coming of the winter,
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fear
that is within you now seems to never end.
D A G
And
the dreams that have escaped you, and the hope that
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you've
forgotten, you tell me that you need me now, you
G
want
to be my friend, and you wonder where we're going
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where's
the rhyme, where's the reason, and it's you
D A
cannot
accept, it is here we must begin to seek the
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G
wisdom
of the children, and the graceful way of flowers
A D A
in
the wind. For the children and the
flowers are my
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sisters
and my brothers, their laughter and their
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loveliness
would clear a cloudy day. Like the music
A G D
of
the mountains, and the colors of the rainbow, they're
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D A D Em
A
a
promise of the future, and a blessing for today.
D A G
Though
the city starts to crumble, and the towers fall
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around
us, the sun is slowly fading and it's colder
A D A
than
the sea. It is written from the desert
to the
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mountains
they shall lead us, by the hand and by the
A G
heart
they will comfort you and me. In their
innocence
D A
and
trusting, they will teach us to be free.
For the
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children
and the flowers are my sisters and my brothers,
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their
laughter and their loveliness would clear a cloudy
A D A G
day. And the song that I am singing is a prayer
for
D
Bm D A
non-believers,
come and stand beside us, we can find
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A D
a
better way.
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