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(muted)

A D A D   A D A D
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A                                    D 
   There is a valley where the trees stand tall
          A               D
   And an icy wind blows 
A                              D
   Trees don't speak, but they speak to each other
        A                D
   Of a people long ago


            A                 D
   When the soldiers came and took away
         A                    D
   Their villages one by one
           A            D
   And the fury of that moment they felt
             A                        D
   But could only silently look upon


A D A D


A                     D
   There is a mountainside where sheep
       A                         D
   Are grazing with their young
A                              D
   Sheep don't speak, but they speak to each other
        A                 D
   Of a killing long ago


D                           E
   When the people came and sacrificed
         A                    D
   Their children to the sun
           D           E
   And the fury of the moment they felt
                  A                   D
   But could only silently look upon


A                         D
   There is a hill near Jerusalem
             A                  D
   That wild flowers grow upon
A                                D
   Flowers don't speak, but they speak to each other
        A            D
   Of a crucifixion


D                   E
   Guess because he said he was
A                  D
   The son of God
           D            E
   And the fury of that moment they felt
                   A                   D
   They could only silently look upon


D                              E            
   Every city bar brawl, every fist fight
         A                  D
   Every bullet from a gun
D                                 E
   It's written in the palms, the palms of
A                D
   The Holy One


         D                     E            
   Every city bar brawl, every fist fight
         A                  D
   Every bullet from a gun
D                                    E
   It's written in the palms, in the palms of
A                D
   The Holy One


A D A D   A D A D
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