Hợp âm - tab: Forsaken Gardens - cảm âm - lời bài hát

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[F]Where are all the joys of yesterd[Dm]ay?

F (already piano:) Dm
Where, now, is the happiness and laughter that we shared?

[Am7]Gone, like our childhood dreams, [G]aspirations and beliefs -

Time is a th[Am]ief, and he r[F]avages our gardens,

stripping saplings, felling tr[Dm]ees,

[F]trampling on our flowers, sucking sap and drying s[Dm]eeds.

[Am]In the midnight candle-light[G] of experience

all colour f[Am]ades, green fingers gr[D]ey[C]..[B].

[G]Time, alone, shall murder all the fl[Em]owers,

[G]still, there's time to share our plots and all that we call '[F]ours'.

[Am]How much worse, then, if we all deny each others' n[F]eeds

[A#]and keep our[F] garden's[Dm] privatel[C]y?

[Am]Its getting colder, wind and rain leave g[Em]ashes;

[Am]looking back, I only see the fr[F]iends [G]I've l[Am]ost[G].[Am]

[Am]Fires smoulder, raking through the [Em]ashes

[Am]my hands are dirty, my mind is numb,

I c[F]ount th[G]e c[Am]ost [G]of '[F]I':

[Em]"I need to get on, I've got to tend my g[Bm]arden;

[Em]got to shut you out, no time to crave your p[C]ard[D]on n[Em]o_ [Bm]ow".

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[F]Now I see the garden that I've grown is just the s[Dm]ame
as those outside;

[F]the fences, (that) erected to protect, simply div[D#]ide...

[Gm]There's ruination everywhere, the weather has

played h[D#]avoc with the grass -

[Gm]does anyone believe his (their) garden's really go[F]ing to last?

[Am](and) In the time allotted us, can any man keep m[F]iserly his own?

[Am]Is there any pleasure in a solitary gr[F]owth?[Em][Am]

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[Em] [Bm] [Em] [C] [D] [Em]
[Bm] [F#m] [Bm] [G#] [A#] [C] [C#] [Fm]
[F]Come and see my garden if you w[Dm]ill -

I'd[F] like someone to see it all before each root is k[Dm]illed.

[Am7]Surely now its time[G] to open up each life to all -

tear down the w[Am7]alls, if its not too l[D]at[C]e![B]

[G]There is so much sorrow in the w[Em]orld;

[G]there is so much emptiness and heartbreak and p[F]ain;

[Am]Somewhere on the road we have all taken a wrong t[F]urn -

[A#]how can we b[F]uild the right[Dm] path ag[C]a_[F] [C] [A#]_in?

Through the gr[Am7]ief, through the p[Gm]ain,

our flowers need each others' ra[Am7]in...