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C♯In the time of my B♭mconfession, in the C♯hour of my deepest B♭mneed When the C♯pool of tears B♭mbeneath my feet flood A♭everyA♭sus newbornA♭ seed There's a C♯dyin' voice B♭mwithin me C♯reaching out someB♭mwhere, C♯Toiling in the B♭mdanger and in A♭the moraAsus♭ls of dA♭espair. Don't have the inA♭7clination to look bC♯ack on any mistA♭ake, Like Cain, I now A♭7behold this chain of eC♯vents that I must brA♭eak. In the C♯fury of the mB♭moment I can C♯see the Master's hB♭mand In evC♯ery leaf that tB♭mrembles and, A♭in everA♭susy grain of C♯sand. C♯Oh, the flowers of B♭mindulgence and the C♯weeds of yesterB♭myear, C♯Like criminals, they have B♭mchoked the breath of cA♭onscienceA♭sus and good A♭cheer. C♯The sun beat down B♭mupon the steps of C♯time to light the B♭mway ToC♯ ease the pain of B♭midleness and the A♭memoryA♭sus of decA♭ay. A♭I gaze into the A♭7doorway of C♯temptation's angry A♭flame A♭And every time IA♭7 pass that way I C♯always hear my A♭name. ThenC♯ onward in my B♭mjourney I C♯come to undeB♭mrstand C♯That every hair is B♭mnumbered like A♭every grain of C♯sand. C♯I have gone from rags to B♭mriches in the C♯sorrow of theB♭m night C♯In the violence of a B♭msummer's dream, in the cA♭hill ofA♭sus a wintryA♭ light, In the C♯bitter dance of B♭mloneliness C♯fading into B♭mspace, In the C♯broken mirror of B♭minnocence on A♭each A♭susforgottenA♭ face. A♭I hear the ancient A♭7footsteps like the C♯motion of theA♭ seaStandard guitar tuning:EADGBENo capoA♭ A♭7 C♯ A♭
Sometimes I turn, there's someone there, other times it's only me. C♯I am hanging in the B♭mbalance of a C♯perfect finished B♭mplan Like eC♯very sparrow B♭mfalling, like A♭every grain of sC♯and
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