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Mesure : 3/4



/ Intro /

She who had always remained in the depth of my being
In the twilight of gleams and glimpses
She who had never smiled or given it up in the morning
Will be my last gift to you, folded into the last song


Words have wooed her, but never won her
Persuasion has reached to her but come up empty
And I've gone from country to country keeping her in the core of my heart
And around her have risen and fallen the growth and decay of my life
Over my thoughts and actions, my slumbers and dreams
She ruled yet dwelled alone and apart
And she stayed alone in her whatever you to call it
Waiting for you to see her

/ INSTRUMENTAL organ /

I found a joy of my own
I found a joy of my own
I found a joy of my own
I found a joy of my own
I found a joy of my own
I found a joy of my own
I found a joy of my own
I found a joy of my own

/ INSTRUMENTAL organ /
| G | F (x6)

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| G | F | G | F | G | F
| G | F | G | F | G | F

| G | F | G | F
| G | F | G | F
| G | F | G | F (x2)
| G | F | G | F (x2)
| G | F | G | F
| G | F | G | F
| G | F | G | F
| G | F | G | F

| G | F (x7)

| G | F | G | F
| G | F | G | F
| G | F | G | F
| G | F | G | F
| G | F | G | F
| G | F | G | F
| G | F | G | F
| G | F | G_ | _

| (G) | (G) | (G) | (G) | (G) | (G) (x3)
| (G)_