Cifras
Forsaken Gardens

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 F                                                               Dm 
Where are all the joys of yesterday?
 F                                                                                                     Dm 
Where, now, is the happiness and laughter that we shared?
 Am7                                                           G 
Gone, like our childhood dreams, aspirations and beliefs
                         Am                     F 
Time is a thief, and he ravages our gardens
                                                             Dm 
Stripping saplings, felling trees
 F                                                                                                 Dm 
Trampling on our flowers, sucking sap and drying seeds
 Am                                                   G 
In the midnight candle-light of experience
                         Am                                       D   C   B 
All colour fades, green fingers grey
 G                                                                     Em 
Time, alone, shall murder all the flowers
 G                                                                                                                       F 
Still, there's time to share our plots and all that we call 'ours'
 Am                                                                                                 F 
How much worse, then, if we all deny each others' needs
 A#                   F               Dm             C 
And keep our garden's privately?
 Am                                                                             Em 
Its getting colder, wind and rain leave gashes
 Am                                                         F         G         Am   G   Am 
Looking back, I only see the friends I've lost
 Am                                                                 Em 
Fires smoulder, raking through the ashes
 Am 
My hands are dirty, my mind is numb
       F           G   Am   G     F 
I count the cost of 'I'
 Em                                                                           Bm 
"I need to get on, I've got to tend my garden
 Em                                                                                   C   D     Em   Bm 
Got to shut you out, no time to crave your pardon no_ ow"

 F                                                                                                 Dm 
Now I see the garden that I've grown is just the same
As those outside
 F                                                                                               D# 
The fences, [that] erected to protect, simply divide
 Gm 
There's ruination everywhere, the weather has
                 D# 
Played havoc with the grass
 Gm                                                                                               F 
Does anyone believe his [their] garden's really going to last?

 Am                                                                       F         Em   Am 
Is there any pleasure in a solitary growth?

 F                                                           Dm 
Come and see my garden if you will
       F                                                                                               Dm 
I'd like someone to see it all before each root is killed
 Am7                               G 
Surely now its time to open up each life to all
                               Am7                                     D   C   B 
Tear down the walls, if its not too late
 G                                                             Em 
There is so much sorrow in the world
 G                                                                                           F 
There is so much emptiness and heartbreak and pain
 Am                                                                                             F 
Somewhere on the road we have all taken a wrong turn
 A#                   F                         Dm           C   F   C   A# 
How can we build the right path aga_       _in?
                             Am7                             Gm 
Through the grief, through the pain
                                                                 Am7 
Our flowers need each others' rain