Every time we muddle again Em C
Hold on lovely memories G Am Em
Every sound you bring out G Am
Every time we suffer again Em C
Holding lovely memories G Am Em
Every stand of no way
Every town we muddle again
Call, I hold your memories
Every game of no sence
Every shame we offer in game
Hold on lovely memory
Son of the blue sky... G Am Em C
Every time of midnight
Every time we muddle again
Call and hold flash memory
Every time of midnight
Every time of midnight
Call and hold flash memory
I'd rather say A Em
Feeding some birds lost in a cage
Kicking one's hells havings no way to go
Strolling musicians up on the way
Pulling one's leg having no way to go
Feeding some birds lost in a cage there
Beeing so free, finding the way to be
Wondering how smart it happens to be, happens to be
C
Son of the blue sky...
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