Lost in the silence of spring-swollen creeks I stumble upon a stonewall fenced in the trees It's a remnant of the homestead It's a chimney and a stair The trees and the vines take back the land As if no one were ever there
Bsus4Bsus4 The coyote's running again in these hills Busus4Bsus4 The salmon's swimming again in the river Bsus4Bsus4 The trees are returning to the mountainside
And if they can come back F# B(into verse) Maybe there's hope for this man
Down in the streets they're selling lies And preaching greed They say "Hey, ya wanna buy happiness? Well, this is what you need." And I've been first in line With my money in my hand Eager to buy everything Everything I can
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Rains come down, rivers flood
Water turns deep brown
Richer than blood, richer than blood
Richer than blood
Seven sisters the glaciers left behind All of these years how could I be so blind? Seven sisters standing on the valley floor Each one more beautiful than the one before
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Brooks' style is so unique, I'm not sure if I got it all right. I can't seem to figure out the various ornaments and riffs he uses. Additions are more than welcome.