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cho1: If industry would use common sense, the stars might shine bright again. Gmaj7 Eb2 Eb2 Gb-Ab If greed didn’t kill those who invent, the seas could start to mend. Bb F We could turn the sun to gold; the sea and wind to lightening bolts. Gmaj7 Eb2 Gmaj7+D#/B Breathing clean air in fields that are green. Cm Cm/Bb Ab Ab2/F trans: Plows become foreclosure notes and Ranchers haven’t got a vote. Eb Eb/G Bb Bb/D Gentlemen in suits don’t need to eat. Cm Cm/Bb Ab Ab2/F Mother’s trying hard to speak and won’t distinguish might from meek. Eb Eb/G Bb Bb/D If we ignore her words -- there’s no lifeboat. C G cho 2: There’s no revelation: The volcano doesn’t say, Am7 F2 Abnat7 Bb6 “Hey, clueless little human, your igloos in the way.” C G Icebergs might take down a ship but Quakes could clip a coast. Am7 F2 If we’re naive, we never will perceive G Am [to v1 progression inst] That we could be replaced. |
