| F | |
| For every | man who will last |
| E | |
| there's nothing | he can't get past |
| G | C | |
| no o | bstacle he cannot | erase |
| F | |
| For every | king there's a crown |
| C | C/B | Am | |
| And every | time I | look a | round |
| G | F | |
| I am the | king of infinite | space |
| (Electric piano break - just play the verse chords F E G C F C C/B Am G F) |
| F | |
| For every | field there's a mole |
| E | |
| With the s | oil that he stole |
| G | C | |
| And the si | ghtlessness that lets him go | free |
| F | |
| For every | drought there's a rain |
| C | C/B | Am | |
| And when m | y eart | h's in | pain |
| G | F | |
| I watch it | boil o tear | fully |
| (Clarinet solo - Cm Bb Cm Gm (Bb x2)) |
| C | |
| There's a time to | sing these things |
| F | |
| And a time to | have them sung |
| Am | |
| A time to | bring the tune |
| F | |
| And a time to | have it brung |
| C | |
| There's a lap for | resting head |
| F | |
| There's the only n | esting bed |
| Am | |
| There's the souls to | cry among |
| F | |
| For the things that | don't get sung |
| C | |
| And a hand to | hold your throat |
| F | |
| To stifle that | crying choke |
| Am | F | C |
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