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DmThundering news Chits me like a Gsnowball
striking my G9face and shattering
DmCovering me in a Cfine powdery and Gmist
and mixing G9in with my tears
And I'm Dmfifty-seven but I Ccould be seven years Gold,
Cause I will G9never be able
to Dmcomprehend the exCpansiveness
of Gwhat I've just learned, that...
CYou, have G/BdisapAm7peared
You AmhavGe been reF9leaseFd
You are flecks of Gsus4light
You are Gmist
Somewhere, spinning round the sun
Circling the moon
Traveling through time
You are mist
Walking through unfamiliar streets
and I'm shaking unfamiliar hands
and I'm hearing unfamiliar laughs
and lovely language I don't understand
It's late October in Copenhagen
The skies are grey, the snow is falling
I see my breath outside, I'm freezing
I'm motionless, in disbelief, that...
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AD LIB (Dm C G) TO END
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