Wednesday, November 26, 2025

RAIN & SNOW - DAN WALL OF OLD SALT

 RAIN AND SNOW – DAN WALL                                                                                                                                               2

      Dm                                       G/B                       Dm                    

 I’ve seen green blades of grain, hear the call of summer rain,

                                    G/B                 Dm                         Dm,  F  G/B               

Fight on through the cold rain and snow    Rain and snow. 

                 Am              G/B                  Dm 

Fight on through  the cold rain and snow.   (pick brush, dud, pick brush) 1, 2

 

                               G/B                  Dm      

A bird flew in the room, sang an old   familiar tune,     ( I’d fly ten thousand)

G/B                        Dm                         Dm,  F  G/B                                   Dm

miles to hear your song   Hear your song….                     Ooooo,    I’d fly

              G/B                         Dm              

10,000 miles to hear your song.   (pick brush, dud, pick brush) 1, 2

 

                       G/B     Dm                                                                                    G/B

Love will live again, when we meet our end  From the ground where the green blades

Dm                    Dm    F   G/B                            Am                         G/B

grow    Blades grow….                    From the ground where the green blades

Dm                        Dm, F  G/B                                        Am                         G/B

grow.       Blades grow….                             From the ground where the green blades

Dm         

grow.      (pick brush, dud, pick brush) 1, 2

 

 

               Dm                    G/B                   Dm                                           

They’re passing one by one,     like the rising of the sun     Over home to

        G/B           Dsus2             Dm,  F  G/B            Am               G/B               Dm          

 the stars in the sky   In the sky,                 Over home to the stars in the sky.  

           Dm,  F  G/B            Am                 G/B             Dm

In the sky,                 over home to the stars in the sky.   (pick brush, dud, pick brush) 1, 2

Tuesday, November 25, 2025

COLDER HEAVENS - BLANCO WHITE

COLDER HEAVENS – BLANCO WHITE                                                                   3

 

Em     A     Em     A        Em                                 A                                                                Em

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                                                     D                         A                                   Em

In every corridor that shifted the maze, No single part of you was ever the same.  Now we’re so

                                            Bm                           A                            Em

tired by the things we have seen,  All we’ve forgotten only visits in dreams.

                           C                    D                               Em                       A

Now I misunderstood,   Here I stand undressed, here I confess all my doubt.  Did you know that

   C                             D                                   A

I would?   From this fractured lens, We’ve unveiled again and again.

 

          Em                                    Bm            A                            Em          

Sometimes I get the feeling I’m lost.   Just hiding it is never enough.  Now I find in every

                Bm               A                                                                       Em

 mirror a ghost.   Only once I saw the killer, Once I saw the killer up close.

 

Em     A     Em     A        Em                               A                                                                  Em

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                  Em                               Bm                     Em                                         Bm

Heavens over now, I know it’s gone, I know it’s over now.  If colder heavens come, Carry me

C                           D                               Em                     A                                C

further, where the madness rests, where I’ll have less to doubt, all I misunderstood, my

    D                                   A                   

abandoned friend.  Our parade has already left.   CHORUS,    2ND INS

 

                                                                              A                Em    A                  Em

SLOW:   Heavens over now                    Gone away         A   way           Gone away