The Paper Kites - Willow tree march

^CYou fall through the trees ^AmAnd you pray with your knees on the ^Emground ^CFor the things that you need ^AmWith your lust and your greed weighing ^Emdown And you ^Cweaken your ^Emlove And you ^Amhold it ab^Cove your ^Emhead Succes^Cs is a song of the ^Amheart, not a song of yo^Emur bed

And we ^Call ^Dstill ^Amdie Yeah we ^Call ^Dstill ^Emdie What will you ^Cleave ^Dbeh^Amind? Oh we ^Call s^Dtill ^Emdie

^CYou fall through the trees And you ^Ampray with your knees on the ^Emground For the ^Cthings that you need With your ^Amlust and your greed weighing ^Emdown And you ^Cweaken your ^Emlove And you ^Amhold it a^Cbove your ^Emhead Suc^Ccess is a song of the ^Amheart, not a song of yo^Emur bed

And we ^Call ^Dstill ^Amdie Yeah we ^Call ^Dstill ^Emdie What will you ^Cleave ^Dbeh^Amind? Oh we ^Call s^Dtill ^Emdie

^CMarching aw^Day from the ^Emstream This ^Ctree it will d^Die without ^Amleaves ^CMarching aw^Day from the ^Emstream This ^Ctree it will ^Ddie without ^Amleaves This ^Ctree it will ^Ddie This ^Ctree it will ^Amdie

And we ^Call ^Dstill ^Amdie Yeah we ^Call ^Dstill ^Emdie What will you l^Ceave ^Dbehin^Amd? Oh we ^Call s^Dtill d^Emie

And we ^Call s^Dtill ^Amdie Yeah we ^Call ^Dstill ^Emdie What will you ^Cleave ^Dbeh^Amind? Oh we ^Call s^Dtill ^Emdie