Busy Bees by Fake Problems

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Busy Bee

C                         	      G                
From the first breath of sunlight, 
	 F
I could hear songs from the trees. 
All around the wilderness, melodies directed towards me. 
But when I sang  along, they all changed their harmonies 
							          F
with hymns of persuasion, I was blown away with the leaves, 
	        G			F	              Asus4
and forced to a conclusion about the path ahead. 
           G		F	              F                                Asus4
I analyzed the consequences of the future of my direction.
	  F		  G	            C
And I'll go until these bones don't go.

If the sun is kind enough, I'll find a nice place to rest. 
Light will pour and rain on down as a song tied to her breath. 
And in her words I could see a thoughtful line, 
						F
if these bones don't go on, arrest me for a crime 
	    G		          F                        Asus4
that I've perpetrated, and I'm who it's against. 
	C	                  G
Living life in constant motion 
	F		        Am
is the only way I'll be content.
	  F		G	          C
And I'll go until this body doesn’t go.


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