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Wond'ring Again
There's the stAmillness of Cmaj7death on a deGathly unliDving seFa, Fmaj7 D Dsus2
and the moAmtor car mCmaj7agical wGorld long since ceDased to bFe, Fmaj7 D Dsus2
when the AmEve-bitten aCmaj7pple retGurned to destDroy the tFree.Fmaj7 D Dsus2
IncCestuous ancesDtry's charaCbanc rDide,
sCpawning new mDillions throws the wCorld on its sDide.
SuGpporting theirC far-flung illGusion, the nGmational curCm7se,
and Gthose with nDo sandwicFhes please gCet off the buDs.
The Amexcrement bCmaj7ubbles, the cGentury's sDlime decFays Fmaj7 D Dsus2
and the braAminwashing govCmaj7ernment laGckeys would havDe us saFy Fmaj7 D Dsus2
it's uAmnder conCmaj7trol and wGe'll soon beD on ourF wayFmaj7 D Dsus2
to a gCrand year for bDabies and qCuiz panel gDames
of the hoCt hungry millioDns you'll bCe sure to rDemain.
The natuGral reCsources are dwGindling and nGmo one grows oCm7ld,
and thGose with no Dhomes to go tFo, please dCig yourself holDes.
CWe wandered through qAmuiet lands, felt the Gfirst breath of DsnDsus2ow.
CSearched for the lastAm pigeon, slGate grey I've been toDldDsus2.
CStumbled on a daDffodil which she cGrushEmed in the rDush, heard it sEmigh, G
and left it to diDe.Dsus2
At oEmnce felt remGorse and were toDuched by the lCoss of our oDwn,Dsus2
held its pEmoor broken hGead in her haDnds, dropped sCoft tears in the sDnoDsus2w,
and it's oDmnly the taCking that mGakes you -Em-- what you Dare.
CWond'ring alAmoud will a soGn one day be borDn Dsus2
Cto share in our infAmancy in the cGhild's path we've wDorDsus2n. Em D Dsus2
CIn the aging seclDusion of this eartGh Em that our Dbirth did surprEmise G
we'll open his eyDes.
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Words and music by IAN ANDERSON
TRANSCRIPTION BY PACO JIMENEZ (SPAIN)( thanks to Haka
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