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Intro: Dm C A# Dm
DmSeen from the height Of a A#thousand miles The Amearth looks the same as it dDmid DmHow is it we can fly A#faster than day But we Amcan't find the things we Dmneed
GYoung man said the Fold man Let the Cyouth in your heart be at Dmrest We may Gall be dead In a Fyear or a day When the Cdevil is put to the Dmtest C A# Dm
D5 C5 A#5 D5 The day of creation Was our finest hour It's something we ought to defend But it's been so abused Since the first day of light That no glory can come in the end Young man cried the old man There is victory in staying alive And if you care so little For the world we're in Why and what do you Want to survive
AmCan't we try To let the A#past go by With it's Clessons firmly Settled in ourEm minds To our Dmchildren one by one And beGfore the darkness comes Let us Cleave a world full of Flight Of a different Dmkind
AmIn truth they should meet And with Dmlove Their hearts should beat And with Gpatience Solve the Eproblems of our Amtime
It wouldn't be so hard to do It's only up to me and you Let us not bequeath A life that is a crime
DmSeen from the height of a thousand miles The Cearth looks the same as it Dmdid DmHow is it we can fly faster than day But we Ccan't find the things weDm need
Young man cried the old man Let the youth in your heart be at rest We may all be dead In a year or a day When the devil is put to the test Young man ...