Youth

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C

C                  Em
I look through the big windows at 
the airport again
          C
Far from home in 2014, disconnected 
and young
                          Em
In my bag, a book of zen poems that 
I read and re-read
                       C
They all say: “Don’t worry

Dreamed dust 
is always blowing

All this is a veil”

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C                                 
The veil of youth is lifting in me
  Em
 constantly  (Hm, hm)
(1)       C                        
Far from home again while 
     Em
everything is born by my eye  (Hm, 
hm-hm)
(1)   C                            
Only now and this airport window 
      Em
and whatever I see  (Hm, hm)
        (1)      C
The dissolving youth of things is 
shown as emptiness
        Em
Dressed up as spring  (Hm, hm-hm)

G                       Am
All million colors and everyone I’ve
 known
           D
Passing through a mind and it’s this
 same mind
          C
That was born

                             Em
Wild and empty, wailing in electric 
lights since birth  (Hm, hm)
(1)       C                        
Far from home at last, and I’m 
            Em
still trying to let the spring 
emerge
                         (1)  C
From beneath every thought unknown 
and vast  (Hm)
                         Em
But my youth and self assurance fill
 the sky
             C
“There’s no moon,” my young mind 
thinks
                     Em
“In a totally black night sky”
                C
But there is a moon