Swans - Song for a warrior

There is a ^Cgrowing Golden l^Fight a flower ^Gunfolding Behind the mirror of your^C eyes

If an angel could ^Chold it In his polished white ^Fhand I know he'd re^Glease it Like a bird to the ^Csky

Now you are the w^Carrior Who will conquer this^F land On a horse made of c^Glouds You will scatter the^C sands

Some people^C say God is long d^Fead But I heard something in^Gside you With my head to your^C chest

Wi^Cthin All the w^Frong They s^Gay I have d^Cone

There ^Clies A ^Fseed Of a mil^Glion more Just waiting to be^Ccome

S^Dmend them h^Come! S^Dmend them h^Come! S^Dmend them h^Come!

^DmUse your sword ^DmUse your voice ^DmAnd destroy ^DmAnd destroy