Flickering Flame

(início)

E
When my neurons conspire to direct my thoughts
A
Away from divorce and competitive sports
E                                           B
Back to the place where all rivers run to the sea
A                E
Then I......I shall be free
A                E
Yes I.......I shall be free
C
On a see-saw in a strange land
F
The jackdaw sat on the cardinals hand
C
And the fiddlers played
And the planners plan what would be
G        G7       G        G7
C
On a back seat in a court room
F
sat Molly Malone and Leopold Bloom
C
Until the police came down with a new broom
And swept them clean
G        G7       G        G7
Am
Like Geronimo
Like Quinn the Eskimo
Em
Like the Blackfoot
And like the Arapaho
Am
Like Crazy Horse
                                   D
I'll be the last one to lay down my gun………
G        C        G        C        G        G/F# Em D C D
C
On the open road in a bar room
F
A pick up band plays a new tune
C
When the coloured girls sing
I feel my heart boom
G        G7       G        G7
C
When a new song hits the right note
F
When a clearing in the sky saves an old boat
C
When an insight strikes the mote
From my own eye
G        G7       G        G7
Am
Like Geronimo
Like Quinn the Eskimo
Em
Like Blackfoot
And like the Arapaho
Am
Like Crazy Horse
                                  D
I'll be the last one to lay down my gun………
G        C        G        C
G        G/F#     Em       D
They're the same beyond the next plain
                                    E
I'll feel the heat of the flickering flame
E        A        E        B7 x2
A                E           x2
C
On an African Plain by a thorn tree
F
My old friend Philippe is waiting for me
C
Quelle sera, sera
What ever will be will be
G        G7       G        G7
C
When a friend dies and the tears rise
F
From that deep well that never runs dry
C
And the women break their bracelets
And the men take their whisky outside
G        G7       G        G7
Am       Em       Am       D
G        C        G        C        G        G/F#     Em       D        C        D
E
In a pied 'a' terre
A
on the rue St Denis
E
The red velvet curtain pulls back to reveal
B7
The place where the dark side meets the angel in me………..
                          E
the angel in me
C
When my synapses pause in their quest for applause
F
When my ego lets go of its end of the bone
C
To focus instead on a love that is precious to me
G                G7
F                C
Then I……………..I shall be free
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