Poet's Moon Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Intro 1]
[G]

[Verse 1]
You sit there, biding your [G]time.
Out of your head and into your [Dm]mind.
[C]Penning thoughts
[G]that are dreams in [C]action.
[G]A glass raised to an absent mus[C]e.
[G]A boy stands in his father's shoes,
And a [Dm]drunk man smiles at a [C]thistle,
Under a [G]Poet's moon.
[Gm]Under a [Bb]Poet's moon,
there's a [F]life sign burning.
A [Gm]Poet's moon, like a vision shining, and
The [F]lovers lie in the long [C]grass,
stolen [Gm]flowers make their bed.
Under a [Bb]Po et's moon,
there are [F]dreams in action.
[Gm]Prayers met and questions answered,
As the [F]world whirls in the dark[C]ness.
I'm [Eb]still staring at the skies [F]under
a [Eb]Poet's [Gm]moon.[G]
A night black as Hoodlo's eye.
The sparks fly from a tinker's fire,
As the [Dm]stories burn amon[C]g us
under a [G]Po et's [C]moon.
[G]A seed falls onto stony ground,
Without a hope and without a sound.
From the [Dm]weeds will grow [C]the flowers,
under a [G]Po et's moon.
[Gm]Under a Poet[Bb]'s moon,
there's a [F]salmon settling
In [Gm]a guddler's hand
that is patient waiting.
Like a [F]lover's touch, to [C]charm the life,
His [Gm]fingers play the reeds.
Under a [Bb]Poet's moon,
there's a [F]whistle blowing,
Out in [Gm]no mans land
Where a flare is falling in a [F]deadly night.
The [C]dreamers stand like
[Eb]flowers in a storm,
Flowers in the storm,
we are flowers in the storm,
Under a Poet's [Gm]moon.[Dm][Gm][C][G][Gm]
[G][Gm][F][C][G]
[Gm][F][C]
[G][Gm][F][Gm][Gsus4][C]
[Eb]
[G]
You sit there biding your [C]time,[G]
Out of your head and into your [Dm]mind.
[C]Penning thoughts [G]that are dreams in action.
A cross made in a polling booth.
Another flies in a field of blue,
And a drunk [Dm]man smiles at a [C]thistle,
Under a [G]Po et's moon.
Under a [Bb]Poet's moon, there are [F]angels crying,
[Gm]dead men born,
And devils laughing,
and the [F]dance goes on regard[C]less till
You're [Gm]carried from the floor.
Under a [Bb]Poet's moon,
there are [F]dreams in action.
[Gm]Prayers met and questions answered,
as the [F]world whirls in the dark[C]ness.
I'm still star[Eb]ing at the skies,
staring at the skies; we're still staring at the [F]skies[G]

[Outro 1]
Under a Poet's moon.
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