ForesTT - Gates
Author: Orka Teppler and Nitai Marcus
Folk
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Intro: |
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Ohh ohh whoa ohh |
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Ohh ohh whoa ohh |
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Ohh ohh Ohh Oh oh |
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Oh oh |
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Willow's been whistling in my ear: |
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Morning is coming clear |
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Surrender yourself to |
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What comes, my dear |
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Or lie inside your |
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Puddles of fear |
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Your spirit it can rise |
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You can be free |
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Reaching in to this dream, it is |
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Your trembling self |
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That one day will be |
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Reaching out for eternity |
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And while I am walking |
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The gates of knowledge |
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Rebonding my step with her sigh |
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Cold winds are shattering |
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Tears roll off my eyes |
Bridge: |
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I stumbled on a flower |
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Its petals bowed |
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Surrendering |
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I knew that I'm still strained |
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And proud |
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To her whistling |
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And while we are chanting |
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The joys and the journeys |
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Making beds by the end of the night |
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New dawn is waking |
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And glitters in our eyes |
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And the morning will rise |
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The morning will rise |
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The morning will rise |
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Oh oh oh |
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Oh oh |
Bridge: |
C#m A C#m C#m x2 |
Ending: |
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ForesTT |
Folk Lola Marsh - What Am I Labrinth - jealous Chris Cornell - Nothing Compares 2 U Bob Dylan - All I Really Want To Do ForesTT - Gates |