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IC saGw red and yellCow flowers oGutside over the moors
And Embrightest sunriseD ever to've touched my Geyes.
AndC through it all,
I Emstood and stumbled, Dwaded through my thoughts and Cheart
Yeah through it Gall,
I Emfooled and fumbled, Dlost to the poet's Cfrown. Em
I fought the wolves of Dpatience Gjust to let itC lie down.
GSee theseD waters they'll puCll you up,
GOh if you'reD bolder than thCe darkness.
MyG my, let these songs be anD instrument toC cut,
Oh Gspaces 'tween theD happiness and the Chardness.D
COut the door, G
EmThe touch of morning, the Dburning of the frost
COut the door
EmStrong hands to hold; good Dfriends that I never lost.
CAnd what we found
Down Emthese coves of Dlimestone and cockle shells,
CWhat we found
Down Emthese roads that Dwander as lost as the heCart,
Is a Emchance to breathe again, a Dchance for a fresh start C
My, Emmy, a chance to breathe again, aD chance for a fresh start C
Oh Emmy, a chance to breathe again, a Dchance for a fresh start. C
Oh, Gno, see theseD waters they'll pulCl you up,
Oh, Gno, if you'reD bolder than thCe darkness.
My Gmy let these songs be anD instrument tCo cut here darling,
Oh, Gspaces between theD happiness and the Chardness,
Oh my my, Gspaces between theD happiness and the Chardness
Oh my my, Gspaces between theD happiness and the Chardness
Oh my my, Gspaces between theD happiness and the ChardnessD
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