Chords for Walden, composed by Molly Tuttle

[Gm] The life in us is like the [Eb] water in a river.
[Bb] It may arise this year.
It may arise higher [F] than [Gm] man has ever known.
It may come to pass that a [Eb] mortal flowing river
[Bb] will rise so high.
Flood [F] the mountains, side to the [Gm] valleys down below.
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[Dm] The land where we dwell [Gm] has [Eb] always been dry, [Bb] I see.
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_ [Gm] Foreign land banks that were washed by the [Eb] ancient stream.
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[Gm] The sun up above shines its fury [Eb] on the prairie.
[Bb] You can hide from it.
[F] You can try it, but you'll never [Gm] get away.
So the fields, the clouds have [Eb] all forsaken.
[Bb] They've taken all.
No more [F] waterfalls till the earth [Gm] is turned to clay.
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_ _ _ _ [F] _ _ Long [Dm] after we're gone, [Gm] still the [Eb] earth will turn round [Bb] and round.
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[Gm] And all we've created will crumble [Eb] into [Gm] the _ ground.
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[Gm] I see it all from where I'm [Eb] standing on the mountain.
[Bb] Hear the valleys cry.
Still some [F] question why they cannot see [Gm] the way.
They're digging graves every day.
They're getting [Eb] deeper [Bb] for the birds that fly.
Through the [F] darkened sky will there be another [Gm] day?
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[Dm] The land where we dwell [Gm] will not [Eb] always be dry, [Bb] I see.
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[Gm] Foreign land banks will be [Eb] washed by the ancient stream.
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[Gm] The life in us is like the [Eb] water in a river.
[Bb] It may arise this year.
It may arise higher [F] than man has [Gm] ever known. _ _ _ _ _