I KNEW IT (E A D F# B D#, capo 2)
And I want to tell you the truth.
But I don’t want you to be disappointed.
When the wind turns and we should go home.
The reckless are stiff as rocks.
It’s hard just to put into words what we’re trying to protect.
And we can’t expect anyone else to know what we mean.
Unwrapping under the sky, I felt it.
I held it.
I knew it.
I saw it just before it left.
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