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AmCAmAmF
AmWell I've been told of a huCrricane,
AmTheF type of love where you forget your name
AmI ask the question almost evCery day,
When will it fiGnd me?
AmAll around me castles falCling down,
AmButF they were never real anyhow
AmAnd through the story and thrCough the sound
Come up abGove me
CWho am I
But the dust of the most Amhigh
Drifting like I live in the summer sGky
Hoping that one day I will see
That wFhat's inside of you
Is whGat's inside of me
CGAmFG
AmOut in a mist on a simCple town
AmWheFre constellations grow from the ground
AmWhere trees whisper such a comCmon sound
Do you remeGmber?
AmSo many seeds we have plaCnted in this soil
As weAm waFit for it to boil,
Mamma told me it wont spoil,
Remain lAmoyal to her king,
As he lauCghts and whips and sings
Will I eGver have the vision of no division?
CWho am I
But the dust of the most Amhigh
Drifting like I live in the summer sGky
Hoping that one day I will see
That wFhat's inside of you
Is whGat's inside of me
Who amC I
Who amAm I
Who amF I.. G C
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