F#m Confusion rules this shifting age And uproar fills the town My thoughts of you Are drowning in the noiseBm How could you know? Why should you know me?F#m You gently nourish my dry skin A drop of colour saves me from The fate I'm facing everydayBm C# A single bloom piercing the snowdriftD Bm F#m A How softly, the springtime breezes singD Bm F#m How deeply, the distant mountains breatheA D C# F#m There are so many things to show to youF#m Oh why does hate bring forth more hate? A long abandoned fruit Is hastening the process of decayBm C# This country's starved, it's void of feelingD Bm F#m A How softly, the springtime breezes singD Bm F#m How deeply, the distant mountains breatheA D Bm C# There are so many things to show to you( D Bm F#m A )( D Bm F#m A )( D C# F#m )D Bm F#m A How softly, the springtime breezes singD Bm F#m How deeply, the distant mountains breatheA D Bm C# There are so many things to show to youD Bm F#m A One of these days ...ah, breezes singD Bm F#m How deeply, the distant mountains breatheA D Bm C# F#m There are so many things to show to youC# D To show to you
Drop Of Colour
Hyde
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- C#4
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