Gmaj A6 Gmaj
Someone’s selling garden roses down the square,
A6 Gmaj
People gathering by to breathe the morning air,
A A#dim7 Bmadd9 Bmadd11 Bm Bmadd9
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 Gadd9
People dropping, tossing coins in wishing wells,
A A#dim7 Bm Bmadd9 Bm
But no one cares for dreams that don’t fit into our world.
Chorus:
Bm7 Gadd9 Gmaj A6
Maybe nightfall
F#m7 Bm Bmadd9
Darkens skies
G Asus4 F#m7 Bmsus4 Bm
And maybe teardrops stain our eyes,
Bmadd9 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 Bm Bmadd9
So eager, bold and noble – printing footsteps on this earth.
Chorus:
Gmaj A
And maybe nightfall
F#m7 Bm
Darkens skies
Gadd9 A F#m F#m+ F#m7 Bm
And maybe teardrops stain our eyes,
Gmaj A Bm 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
Bm
Start a fire.
