Tom: G
G
The warm wind will not blow tonight
C
For the fog enshrouds landing light
Am G
As she said she might have heard a bell tolling
G
Though a gold ship sails her clouds and dreams
C
Through the crashing seas she finds it seems
Am G
That the shore she's looking for is hardly showing
D C
Oh what is this song she's singing
D C G
Oh could it be for someone, being her, her everything
G
Her paradisiac age and seas
C
Whisper tongues into philosophies
Am G
As petite Colombe has only what she's been stealing
G
Tapestries that drape her walls
C
Telling heroes she has witnessed fall
Am G
While the hallway leaves them all blank to the ceiling
D C
Oh again this song she's singing
D C G
Oh could it be for someone, being her, her every dream
G
Beneath the deep and broken wall
C
The reflecting glass of time it falls
Am G
Through the crack she said she heard the ocean calling
G
Foghorn cries profanity
C
At the master of insanity
Am G
As she watches ruins, leading me and sobbing
D C
Oh again this song she's singing
D C G
Oh could it be for someone, being her, her everything.
