Nathan Rogers - Land of the living skies

^DIn the burning light of ^Gdawn ^EmIn the stillness of the m^Dorning ^GHe held her close he ^Gkissed her^D eyes ^CUnder a blanket of l^Giving sk^Dies.

^DThey were lovers all through ^Gschool ^EmThey always were to^Dgether ^GAnd on her hand a g^Golden r^Ding ^CWithin which s^Gat fo^Drever.

^DBut a young man's heart is ^Gbrave ^DThe same brave boy she ^Gwed ^EmHas gone away in ^Duniform ^GSleeps in a soldier’^Cs bed.

^DIn the colors of the ^GEast ^EmIn the blazing light of m^Corning ^GShe dreamed of lands in a s^Gweet su^Dnrise ^CHere in a land of li^Gving sk^Dies.

^DSo when the reverend came to c^Gall ^EmShe did not need to an^Dswer ^GShe knew he'd met with h^Gis de^Dmise ^CGone to the land of the li^Gving sk^Dies.

^DShe put on her good cl^Gothes ^DShe stood out on the r^Gise ^EmShe called his name al^Doud ^GAnd these were his rep^Clies.

^DThere is no more anger h^Gere ^EmNor is there cause for m^Dourning ^GIn the untamed wheat and the fe^Gral r^Dise ^CHere in the land of the li^Gving sk^Dies.

^DGrieve not for we who l^Give ^EmIn the amber dawn of mo^Drning ^GIn the untamed wheat and the fe^Gral r^Dise ^CHere in the land of the li^Gving sk^Dies ^CHere in the land of the li^Gving sk^Dies ^CHere in the land of the li^Dving sk^Gies