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(muted)
F A# F A# F A# F A#
(at full volume)
F A#
There is a valley where the trees stand tall
F A#
And an icy wind blows
F A#
Trees don't speak, but they speak to each other
F A#
Of a people long ago
F A#
When the soldiers came and took away
F A#
Their villages one by one
F A#
And the fury of that moment they felt
F A#
But could only silently look upon
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F A#
There is a mountainside where sheep
F A#
Are grazing with their young
F A#
Sheep don't speak, but they speak to each other
F A#
Of a killing long ago
A# C
When the people came and sacrificed
F A#
Their children to the sun
A# C
And the fury of the moment they felt
F A#
But could only silently look upon
F A#
There is a hill near Jerusalem
F A#
That wild flowers grow upon
F A#
Flowers don't speak, but they speak to each other
F A#
Of a crucifixion
A# C
Guess because he said he was
F A#
The son of God
A# C
And the fury of that moment they felt
F A#
They could only silently look upon
A# C
Every city bar brawl, every fist fight
F A#
Every bullet from a gun
A# C
It's written in the palms, the palms of
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The Holy One
A# C
Every city bar brawl, every fist fight
F A#
Every bullet from a gun
A# C
It's written in the palms, in the palms of
F A#
The Holy One
F A# F A# F A# F A#
(repeat)