Grateful Dead - Attics of my life
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EIn Esus4the atEticB7s ofE myB7 liEfe,
AFull of EcloudBy dAreams unEreal.
EFull Esus4of Etastes B7no tEongue B7can kEnow,
AAnd ElightsB no Aeye can Esee.
EWhen G#there Awas no EearF#m7 to EheaAr, you sang to Eme.
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I have spent my life
Seeking all that's still unsung.
Bent my ear to hear the tune,
And closed my eyes to see. F#m7 F#
When there was no strings to play, you played to me.
BIn the bookA of love's own dDream, A
EWhere E7sus4all the print E7is bAsus4lood. A
Where Asus4all tAhe Asus4pag Aes Asus4are Amy dDays,
BAnd all Bsus4my B7lights grow Eold.
AWhen I had no Asus4wings tAo fDly, A
EYou Esus4 flew to Dme,
BYou B9flewB7 to Ame. E E7sus4 D A E
In the secret space of dreams,
Where I dreaming lay amazed.
When the secrets all are told,
And the petals all unfold.
When there was no dream of mine, you dreamed of me.