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Let me F#miwatch by the fire and remember my days And it E may be a trick of the firelight But the H7 flickering pages that trouble my sight Is a D book I'm afraid to write
It's the book of my days, it's the book of my life And it's cut like a fruit on the blade of a knife And it's all there to see as the section reveals There's some sorrow in every life
If it A reads like a puzzle, a Hmi wandering maze Then I F#mi won't understand 'til the D#dim7 end of my days I'm still D forced to remember, ReHmimember the C#5 words of my F#5 life
There are promises broken and promises kept Angry words that were spoken, when I should have wept There's a chapter of secrets, and words to confess If I lose everything that I possess
There's A a chapter on loss and a Hmi ghost who won't die There's a F#mi chapter on love where the D#dim7 ink's never dry There are Hmi7 sentences served in a C#5 prison I C#7 built out of D lies.
Hmi7, A
Hmi Though the D pages are Enumbered F#mi, D I can't Hmi7 see where they Elead F#mi, D For the Hmi7 end is a E mystery D no-one can read EIn the book of my F# life
There's a Gmi chapter on fathers a chapter on sons There are F pages of conflicts that nobody won And the C7 battles you lost and your bitter defeat, There's a Es page where we fail to meet
There are B tales of good fortune that Cmi couldn't be planned There's a Gmi chapter on god that I Edim7 don't understand There's a Cmi7 promise of Heaven and D Hell but I'm D7 damned if I Es see
Cmi7, B
Cmi Though the Es pages are F numbered Gmi, Es I can't Cmi7 see where they F lead Gmi, Es For the Cmi7 end is a F mystery Es no-one can read FIn the book of my G life
Now the B daylight's reCmi7turning And if one Gmi sentence is Dmi7 true All these Es pages are burning F9add9 And Cmi all As that's B left Fmi7 is G#mi E you C#mi, F#, G#mi, E C#mi, F#, G#mi, E C#mi, F#, G#mi, E C#mi, F#, C#mi7, F# B
C#miThough the E pages are F# numbered G#mi, E I can't C#mi see where they E lead G#mi, E For the C#mi end is a E mystery Eno-one can read F#In the book of my G#mi life E