Chords for Todd Rundgren - Born To Synthesize (Midnight Special 2-75)

A handful of nothing is _ all it contains, plus and minus everything.
_ The odd combinations in what make up the world that you see before you.
_ One hand I hold, _ [Db] _ _ [B] rest I hold in the other.
_ [Bb] But these are just [D] symbols to the perfect minds, [B] of which we are but mere reflections.
_ [Bb] I was born to [Gb] _ synthesize, _ [B]
energize and catalyze.
I was born to _ _ [Bb]
synthesize.
Like waves on still water, the forms [Ab] reappear, quickly erasing the ones before.
_ But forms like these are born only to die, but the life in them lives [Bb] forever.
_ [B]
Pumice spheres and obelisks are the patterns of all creation, but [Gb] the red polygons [Db] only
desire, is to get to the blue [B] triangle.
_ [Bb] I was born to _ _ synthesize.
_ Visions rise before your eyes, I was born [B] to _ [Bb] synthesize. _
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_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ The orbits of consciousness spin round and round, apparently they go nowhere.
_ But the odd combinations are leading you on, to your home [B] which is in the center.
_ [Db] You were born _ _ _ to synthesize, ain't no jive, it's no surprise.
You were born to _ _ synthesize.
[Bbm] _ _ _ _ _