Sticks That Made Thunder

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 Bm
My roots are deeper than the bones 
the others
 F#m
My colors they change with the sun
 Bm
My branches we're higher than 
anything on the hillside
F#m
On the day that I watched them all 
come

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 Bm
Some wear the color of the sky in 
the winter
 F#m
Some we're as blue as the night
      Bm
They came like a storm with the 
light of the morning
          F#m            E        
And they fell thru the whole day 
    F#m
and night

 A                         E      
Colors flew high and they danced 
        A
in the sky
      F#m                        D
As I watched them come over the hill
  A                 E             
Then to my wonder sticks that made
   A
 thunder

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 F#m                 D
Such a great number lay still

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          Bm
When the light came again there was 
death on the wind
        F#m           C#m      
As the buzzards made way for the 
   F#m
worms
         Bm
And the little white trees that 
don't bend in the breeze
        F#m             E     F#m
For the ones that will never return

 A                         E
Colors flew high and they danced in 
the sky
      F#m                        D
As I watched them come over the hill
  A                 E
Then to my wonder sticks that made 
thunder

 F#m                 D
Such a great number lay still

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  Bm
Those that have fallen they come 
when I call them
    F#m
And answer the best that they can
    Bm
But all they can see is what they 
used to be
      F#m
And that's all that they understand

     A                         E
The colors flew high and they danced
 in the sky
      F#m                        D
As I watched them come over the hill
  A                 E
Then to my wonder sticks that made 
thunder

 F#m                 D
Such a great number lay still

 A                         E
Colors flew high and they danced in 
the sky
      F#m                        D
As I watched them come over the hill
  A                 E
Then to my wonder sticks that made 
thunder

 F#m                 D
Such a great number lay still

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