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CAmFC/G
CLost, On a Cpainted sky, Where the Cclouds are hung, For the Cpoet's eye
Am You may find him, Am F If you may find him F
CThere, On a Cdistant shore, By the Cwings of dreams, Through an Copen door
Am You may know him, Am F If you may F C/G C/G
CBe, As a Cpage that aches for a word, Which speaks on a Amtheme that is timeless Am
And the Amone God will Fmake for your C/Gday C/G
CSing, As a Csong in search of a voice that is Amsilent Am
And the AmSun God will Fmake for your C/Gway C/G
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And we Cdance, To a Cwhispered voice, Over-Cheard by the soul
Under-Ctook by the heart, Am And you may know it, Am F If you may know it F
While the Csand, Would be-Ccome the stone, Which be-Cgat the spark
Turned to Cliving bone, Am Holy, holy,Am FSanctus, Sanc-C/Gtu C/G
CBe, As a Cpage that aches for a word, Which speaks on a Amtheme that is timeless Am
And the Amone God will Fmake for your C/Gday C/G
CSing, As a Csong in search of a voice that is Amsilent Am
And the Amone God will Fmake for your C/Gway C/G
CAmFC/G
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