Gmaj A6 Gmaj
Someone’s selling garden roses down the square,
A6 Gmaj
People gathering by to breathe the morning air,
A A#dim7 Hmadd9 Hmadd11 Hm Hmadd9
But no one sees the bitter cold and shivering empty hands.
Gadd9 A6 Gadd9
A schoolgirl running by and trying to beat the bell,
Gmaj A F#m F#m+ Gadd9
People dropping, tossing coins in wishing wells,
A A#dim7 Hm Hmadd9 Hm
But no one cares for dreams that don’t fit into our world.
Chorus:
Hm7 Gadd9 Gmaj A6
Maybe nightfall
F#m7 Hm Hmadd9
Darkens skies
G Asus4 F#m7 Hmsus4 Hm
And maybe teardrops stain our eyes,
Hmadd9 Gmaj A Gmaj Gmaj5-
But may the slightest light start a fire.
Gmaj A6 Gmaj
A soldier in the hands of a forgotten mess
A6 F#m7 Gmaj
Digging out the burning bullets in his chest,
A6 A#dim7 Hm Hmadd9
So eager, bold and noble – printing footsteps on this earth.
Chorus:
Gmaj A
And maybe nightfall
F#m7 Hm
Darkens skies
Gadd9 A F#m F#m+ F#m7 Hm
And maybe teardrops stain our eyes,
Gmaj A Hm F#7
But may the slightest light start a fire,
D E6 E G
Start a fire.
D Dmaj Em F# F#+ F#7
But may the slightest light
Hm
Start a fire.
