Capo 2
My [Am]roots are deeper than the bones than the others
My [E]colors that change with the sun
My [Am]branches we're higher than anything on the hillside
On the [Em]day that I watched them all come
Some [Am]wear the color of the sky in the winter
Some, [E]were as blue as the night
They [Am]came like a storm with the light of the morn
And they f[Em]ell through the whole day and night
Chorus:
The [G]colors flew high and they [D]danced in the sky
As I [Em]watched them come over the [C]hill
[G]Then to my wonder sticks that made thunder
Such a [Em]great number lay [C]still
When [Am]the light came again there was death on the wind
As [E]the buzzards made way for the worms
And [Am]the little white trees that don't bend in the breeze
For the [Em]ones that will never return
Chorus:
The [G]colors flew high and they [D]danced in the sky
As I [Em]watched them come over the [C]hill
[G]Then to my wonder sticks that made thunder
Such a [Em]great number lay [C]still
Those [Am]that have fallen, come when I call them
And [E]answer the best that they can
But [Am]all they can see is what they used to be
And that's [Em]all that they understand
Chorus: x2
The [G]colors flew high and they [D]danced in the sky
As I [Em]watched them come over the [C]hill
[G]Then to my wonder sticks that made thunder
Such a [Em]great number lay [C]still
My [Am]roots are deeper than the bones than the others
My [E]colors that change with the sun
My [Am]branches we're higher than anything on the hillside
On the [Em]day that I watched them all come
Some [Am]wear the color of the sky in the winter
Some, [E]were as blue as the night
They [Am]came like a storm with the light of the morn
And they f[Em]ell through the whole day and night
Chorus:
The [G]colors flew high and they [D]danced in the sky
As I [Em]watched them come over the [C]hill
[G]Then to my wonder sticks that made thunder
Such a [Em]great number lay [C]still
When [Am]the light came again there was death on the wind
As [E]the buzzards made way for the worms
And [Am]the little white trees that don't bend in the breeze
For the [Em]ones that will never return
Chorus:
The [G]colors flew high and they [D]danced in the sky
As I [Em]watched them come over the [C]hill
[G]Then to my wonder sticks that made thunder
Such a [Em]great number lay [C]still
Those [Am]that have fallen, come when I call them
And [E]answer the best that they can
But [Am]all they can see is what they used to be
And that's [Em]all that they understand
Chorus: x2
The [G]colors flew high and they [D]danced in the sky
As I [Em]watched them come over the [C]hill
[G]Then to my wonder sticks that made thunder
Such a [Em]great number lay [C]still
