Tonart: D major
Verse 1
D
We are turning right to Session I check
it off, it's getting warmer outside
I try to distract my thoughts
and I try to set them aside
Somewhere else a poet
sings his mumbling song
He sings, and above his head
prayer flags
flutter in the wind
Bm
D
He sings, oh if only time
could be here
Bm
D
and close about me
Bm
D
When no one seems
to hear my prayers
Bm
D
Come here and close about me
He was stranded by a storm
for six months in the grey cave
Of conquering demons
where he had gone to meditate
To meditate in solitude
until the storm had died down
The time caught up with him
Bm
D
as soon made him one with the ground
G
D
Oh, how I wish time could be here
Bm
D
and close about me
Bm
D
When no one seems to know me
Bm
D
Bm
D
right from here and close about me
I took a pine branch from the roof
And I held it hard in my hand
Just to hold on to something
When the rest of me won't stand
With little gain in altitude
I'll soon be on the upper land
Hold the fluttering prayer flags
I hold them hard in my hand
Bm
A
D
When nothing seems to do me right
G
A
I'm getting all worn out
D
Bm
D
I want to throw my thoughts away
Bm
A
D
I try to spit them out
Bm
D
I try to spit them out
Bm
A
I try to spit them out
D
Bm
A
D
I try to spit them out
You
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