Small Swift Birds Cowboy Junkies
INTRO: G D Dsus C G G G D C C
[G]I've been [D]told that it's just [C]the way life [G]goes.
[C]Once the wildest river is now a [G]trickle to the sea.
[C]The peak we risk our lives to scale becomes [G]dirt beneath our feet.
[C]The wisdom of a life time always disa[G]ppears untapped.
[C]Paradise once given will a[G]lways be taken back.
And the [Am]love you hang your [C]life upon will [D7]start to slowly crack.[G] [D] [C] [G]
VERSE 2:
[G]I have seen [D]people [C]suffocate the [G]dream.
[C]Forgetting to turn that one last time while she [G]watches through the door.
[C]Focusing on the garbage that [G]she use to ignore.
[C]Thinking she looks so beautiful but not [G]yelling it out loud.
[C]He should have thought to kiss her [G]before he headed out.
Just fo[Am]rgetting how fucking [C]lucky you are to have [D7]found her in such a crowd.
But we've [C]seen a cloud of [G]starlings rising [D]on a crisp autumn [G]day.
We were [C]handed the weight of a [G]child sleeping[D] and bore her [G]away.
We've [C]tasted the tears that [G]fall when saying [D]goodbye for[G]ever.
C G D (LET RING) G D Dsus C G G G D C C
And we've seen the silver from a waxing moon wash upon the shore.
VERSE 3: SAME AS VERSE 2
I have heard about the lives of small swift birds.
They dazzle with their colour and their deftness through the air.
Just a simple glimpse will keep you simply standing there.
Legendary journeys made on fragile hollow wings.
The night skies rich with whistling each and every spring.
And then there's the day we look for them and can't find them anywhere.
[G]I've been [D]told that it's just [C]the way life [G]goes.
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