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FThe sound of your voice Rose graves of cBbats F
FThe pounding of your steps Woke caves of Bbbats F
GmBabies Con theDm sun C#7 GmBabies Con the Fsun
Your first burning breath Was a symphony And a ship full of horses Was going down at sea Babies on the sun Babies on the sun