Recipe For Me

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There are shouters and murmurers
            Db
Loan sharks and burglars
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Who's good or bad, who's to say?
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Some are lost, some are searchers
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Some are givers, some are earners
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But why did they all end up that way?
          Fm                            Eb
Is it nature at play or is it nurture?
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Is the teacher to blame or is the learner?
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I'm all at sea, I'm no authority on anything but me
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I couldn't tell you why I am who I've become
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But I can tell you the parts that make me up
                       Fm                  Eb
And you can calculate the sum
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I'll impart to you what I believe to be the recipe for me
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Water
Ab
First things first
You need a great deal of water to make me
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Sixty liters is roughly what you need
                           Fm                   Eb
It accounts for sixty-five percent of my being
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And cells
                                           Gb
My body's composed of trillions and trillions of cells
                                Db
Performing an assortment of missions
                                                      Fm  Eb
And it's important to mention that they house my DNA
                                     Ab
Which makes me myself

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There's an ebb and a flow
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I grow then I see changes
                  Gb
There are rewrites, losses, gains and rearrangements
      Db
It's all much more uncertain than I thought it would be
                               Fm                                     Ab
Who knew there'd be so many ways to be me

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Stories, audience or presenter
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Add scores of stories over a time
                         Db
A slew of silly videos I shared online
                                  Fm                 Eb
And journals full of narratives I wrote at age nine
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And still I continue to write because I have more dreams to fulfill
                            Db
Tales I hoped to tell when I was younger
                     Fm                   Eb
Ideas that I haven't made yet but I will
                               Ab
I'll find my way with my will
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          Ab
There's an ebb and a flow
Ab
I grow then I make changes
                  Gb
There are rewrites, losses, gains and rearrangements
      Db
I'm so much more uncertain than I thought I would be
                                Fm          Eb
Who knew there'd be so many ways to be me

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Eggs
Ab
You may laugh and that's great
         Gb
Your smiles are what make my day
                            Ab
My self-worth's fragile like an egg
                                 Bbm
When it breaks it's tough to put together again
        Ab
And salt
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A pinch of salt in my wounds
                  Gb
When my friends have had enough of me
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It doesn't help that I'm lacking subtlety
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When I drop hints that I crave their company
    Fm
Alone it's hard to console myself
             Eb
When I feel so alone
              Db
I feel like I disappear
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If I don't shout "I'm here!"
  Eb
If I don't make my presence known
                        Db
And if people see me here
                       Eb
And find my face unclear
          Fm                      Bb
Can I help them to see me better?
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I know I can't foresee the weather
                     Fm              Bb
So will they accept me now or ever?
Db
Who knows
         Dbm
I hope so
                            Db
But I'm good enough
                    Eb                         Fm            Bb
Whatever I face I can rest assured that better days await
                     Db                          Eb
The path to happiness isn't a race
                 Fm                                Gb
I'll let my heart beat at its own pace

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Sunshine
Ab
Happy and bright
   Gb
It nurtures the earth with its light
                     Db
Its beaming smile helps buds to flower
                               Fm                     Eb
I'll take a dash of that for when friends feel sour
                Ab
And rainbows
A light shines through
                   Gb
And every hue is on display
                             Db
Save a pinch of that for a rainy day
                                     Fm    Eb
And use it when the storm clouds go away

                    Ab
There's an ebb and a flow
Ab
I grow so I make changes
                  Gb
There are rewrites, losses, gains and rearrangements
      Db
I'm so much more uncertain than I thought I would be
                Fm                           Eb
But I can see there's no wrong way to be me
           Db                            Eb   Ab
Now I see there's no wrong way to be me

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And I know putting this recipe to paper is unwise
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All of the ingredients are changing all the time
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I know putting this recipe to paper is unwise
Gb           Fm                      Db            Ab
All of the ingredients are changing all the time
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Changing all the time, they're changing all the time
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Changing all the time, I'm changing all the time

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