Bluebird

Luca Fogale

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Intro - | G | G | Bm | A |
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| A | A | A ..
G She moves like a ghost
Bm Sleepless eyes and weathered bones
A G She is glass, and stone, and all things in between
A Bm And so it seems
A That She floats amongst the falling leaves
G | A .. She is all the places that I have ever been
.. | A | A | A .. Ohh..
G Bm A G So maybe You're a bluebird, darling
Bm A G Tearing through the darkness of My days
Bm A G Maybe You're a drop of water
Bm A | G .. Running down the lines upon My face
.. | G | G | G ..
G 'n' A thought from a dream
Bm A She is the light I've always seen
G A A raging fire, rolling down the street
Bm And a port in the storm
A An everlasting sort of warmth
G | A .. I see Her eyes in every soul I meet
.. | A | A | A |
G Bm A G So maybe You're a bluebird, darling
Bm A G Tearing through the darkness of My days
Bm A G Maybe You're a drop of water
Bm A | G .. Running down the lines upon My face
.. | G | G | G ..
G You pull Me from this -
E World that can seem loveless
A Soil that steals My one chance
F# | Bm | Bm | A | A | Of ever breaking free.........
| G | G | G | G |
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G Bm A G So maybe You're a bluebird, darling
Bm A G Tearing through the darkness of My days
Bm A G Maybe You're a drop of water
Bm A Bm .. Running down the lines upon My face
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