Crystal Creek

INTRO: C

You, so fleet and youthful, must 
     F
have split a thousand apples
      Am                         
Oh, I watched you as you steadied 
           F
first your heart then your breath
C                          
Venturing out, you scanned a 
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thousand blades of grass
             Am                    
And when you drew your bowstring, 
        F                        Dm
it was a swift and cordial death


                    F
As you stood in the wilderness
Dm                            
Did you feel the silence in the 
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stillness?
         C            Em        G
That was me, with you in the forest
        C                     
For you knew the balances, the 
      Em
balances before us
F                           C   
I was guarding Crystal, Crystal 
Am     G
Creek


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      C                      F
Oh, a tree, it's a record, a home of
 memories
          Am                       
And every bird springs from an old 
         F
master's canvas, full in flight
        C                      F
And the pond I go to, sparkles in a 
vast estuary
Am                                 
And those men saw nothing, staring 
F                             Dm
drunken through their sites


                            F
The one who spied me out as goods to
 plunder
  Dm                               
I had to show the world that he was
 F
 not a true hunter
         C           Em
That was me, when he saw me naked
G      C                     Em
He was interrupting something sacred
F                           C   
I was guarding Crystal, Crystal 
Am     G
Creek


        C                       
And the newsmen circled, leaving 
 F
trails of cigarette butts
        Am          F
Machine-like up the hill to Crystal 
Creek
 C                            F
“James,” she said, “who would do 
this thing I've seen today.
  Am                               
I cannot hold my mic, my hands are 
         F                 Dm
shaking, knees are weak.”


                             F
“They found a man and he was wrapped
 in a deerskin,
Dm                                
Riddled through with boxes of his 
F
friends' ammunition.
         Dm                     G
Turn the camera off,” she said.
         C          Em
That was me, oh, my noble animals
         C                       
You must act with reverence, with 
            Em
reverence, not like cannibals
F                           C   
I was guarding Crystal, Crystal 
Am     G    C
Creek