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Tom: Em
Intro: (Em D9 C) 2x
        Ahh

           Em
There is a place in the bottom of the soul
        D9   
It's no bread of restitution
       C
Hearts splash fly like dough
      D9   
Where there is no pollution
          Em
You would know words to hold
      D9   
Folks question your solutions
   C
Bedrock of a river that flowed
   D9   
No times, present or future

Refrão:
       Em                    D9   
We are men of nature, we are made from the earth
       C                        D9   
At the end of my eighty, I'll return to the dirt
     Em                   D9   
Just sand, just rock, dry land, fast and silent
     C                               D9             
Only bein' only breathin' We're just children of believers

      A
Like, fire and water be strong with compassion
Em
 In the morning we're born everlasting
A
 Like the grass by the sea
                 Em
Bendin' with the wind which knocks ya down time and again
A
 We remain and sing
                Em
Stand until the dawn of day carries us away
      D
As we sway through the phases of each generation

We leave our trace and then leave this station

Em
Fierce fronts, fantasy phased
   D9   
No blame, untamed or spoken
       C
Shiggy walks through this space
       D9   
On dry land that's cracked and broken
   Em
We came to taste the rain
         D9   
We're just, widows and orphans
     C
Not afraid to feel the pain
      D9   
Or to leave behind our notions
         Em
Bathe in showers, taste the tension
         D9   
Hear the howl, climb the mountain
         C
Kiss the cold and heal the frozen
         D9   
Read the dreams in this here dungeon

(Refrão:)

         A
There is fire in these leaves and therefore naturally,
    Em
I'm not afraid to face these seasons
A 
'Cuz, times change and there's no one to blame
Em
Even when the day is leavin'
         A
Will you rise like a lion in the morning sun
       Em
Or will ya, just lay there bleedin'
         D
When the time has come, return to the kingdom

Close my eyes and be screamin "freedom"

Em
Freedom, freedom
Freedom, freedom
Freedom, freedom

Refrão::
Em
We are men of nature, we are made from freedom the earth
A
t the end of my eighty, I'll return to the dirt
     Em                   D9   
Just sand, just rock, dry land, fast and silent
     C                               D9             
Only bein' only breathin' We're just children of believers

(Refrão)

Em
Children of believers