Healing

A
Every drop of golden rain
That drives away the singing pain
Like the wizards skill full hands
A drop could heal this ailing land

A
Like a little mustard seed
Sown with all you noble deeds
Though alone you have a home
A shining throne
The winds have shown
Here and hereafter
The innocents laughter
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The leave will turn green
I have seen, I have seen

Chorus:
E         F#m   E        D
All your tears,all your tears
E       F#m
The ageless years
E
The war,,the hate
    D
Come change in fate
(it;s getting late)

Adlib: A

A
pEace will come to hold this line
and heal the wounds of passive time
And reapt the fruit in season
And shed the rhyme and reason

A
Set the sound of homily
To holding hands in unity
You can see the clear blue sky
Do yo believe love never dies?
(repeat chorus)