Enya

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Enya, In your language is there a word for anger
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Or is it in your temple where you hide?
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Enya, In your temple you flowers bloom like fire
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But now your colours faded and you're cold

E             F#7      A
Hide in your inner circle (strength ain't muscle)
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Whatever makes it better (hold onto your pride)
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In time your faith will wither (fucked up and gone)
E           F#7     A
Hurt won't live forever

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Enya, In your garden all of your angels gather
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Taking you into hiding, Under their wings
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Enya, In your saviour can you find hope for future
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Where all fears and angers won't cloud your way

E             F#7      A
Hide in your inner circle (strength ain't muscle)
E         F#7         A
Whatever makes it better (hold onto your pride)
E             F#7         A
In time your faith will wither (fucked up and gone)
E           F#7     A
Hurt won't live forever

N.C.

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Enya, In your shelter, Is there a fire for comfort
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Burning your inhibitions away

E             F#7      A
Hide in your inner circle (strength ain't muscle)
E         F#7         A
Whatever makes it better (hold onto your pride)
E             F#7         A
In time your faith will wither (fucked up and gone)
E           F#7     A
Hurt won't live forever (strength ain't muscle)
E           F#7     A
Hurt won't live forever (fucked up and gone)
E           F#7     A
Hurt cant't live forever

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