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Out ofBb the blue oFn the wings Bbof a dove F
A Bbmessenger Fcomes, with the beating of Cdrums
It's not a message of Bb/Flove
Our Bbchildern are Fborn, and Bbwe keep Fthem
They Bbmust have the Fright, to live in the Clight
To be safe from the Dstorm F
BbOut of the Fblue, with Bbwings on his Fheels
A Bbmessenger Fcomes, bearing regCrets
For the time that he Bb/Fsteals F
But Bbsteal it he Fwill, my Bbchildren's and Fmine
ABbgainst our deFsires, against all our Fneeds
Our blood spilled like Dwine F Dm
DmOver and Cover we Bbcall .C . . no one Dmhears
DmAnd further and fCurther and Bbfurther we Ffall Dm
ADmnd though we pray that we Csoon will aBbwake C
It is clDmear, that it's no dream atC all
Our Bblives are at sFtake G C F
FI canBbnot believFe, nor Bbeven preFtend
That the Bbthunder I Fhear, will just disaCppear
And the nightmare will Bb/Fend F
So Bbhold back the Ffire, because Bbthis music is Ftrue
When Bball's said and Fdone, the ending will Ccome
From out of the Dblue F
Contribuição: Matheus Vignali(email protected)
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