Landscape Chords by Shawn Phillips

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_ _ [D] _ Baboon upon a wall _ [G] of ocean stone
_ _ _ _ [Dm] _ Cabdrivers _ yelling [G] death
_ _ Each one alone, [Dm] a forced up smile [F] when casting your eyes
_ [Eb] Insanity reigns on streets of no size
Like crumbling [F] walls of stones that have seen
[Eb] The rigors of war and have never been [Bb] cleaned
A modern pay [Bb] turned back in midst of it all While an [A] old woman works in a garden with
trawl [D] Trees are just blooming up [Dm] just in time
Earth-lishing [G] flowers in rebirth mantle mine [Dm] Miniature red castle in black draggy pass
Jigsaw puzzle houses the resultants of mass [Bb] Top of a mountain cut off by the mist
And [A] a white serene temple in space is exist [D] Lemon trees, oranges, and [Dm] apes alike
The [D] growth of a vineyard with [G] grapes not yet ripe
A [D] truck is forced off as big as a house While dawdling along like a little green mouse
[Bb] A long sweeping view expounds my belief [E] In clear restless water with an absence of grief
[Dm] Revolutions and cycles we come face to face [D] While foliage drifts in green filmy [Dm] lace
Now rough and then coarse soon velvet to touch [D] A diagonal mosaic [G] on a church that is such
[Bb] And columns of clouds go boiling across [A] The mountains that stop them and suffer no [D] loss
[Dm] Everywing cliffs that fall down the [D] seas While people are sleeping they hang peacefully
[Dm] But the trucks rolling blindly are waking them up To talk while they murmur over the morning's first [Bb] cup
Arches and steps are seen everywhere [A] Man-made and God-made and one made of air
[Dm] The essence of time is virtually gone [G] Day goes and night comes I breathe of my long
[Dm] Bona sede, a bona sede is a play for a clown [G] From any stranger you pass who catches your eye
[Bb] And pinpoints of brilliance some moving some still [A] Are caught in the clasp of my _ [Dm] windowsill
The blue points I mentioned don't speak of [D] stars But then think again how funny they are
Stars made by man who himself is a star If only he'd [Gm] realize the powers that are
[Bb] And all he's got to do is lay down [D] and play dead [A] And now look ahead but soon he's loomed overhead
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