Dm Am G
Thundering news hits me like a snowball struck in my face and shattering
Dm Am G
Covering me in a fine powder and mist and mixing in with my tears
Dm Am G
And I'm 57 but I could be 7 years old,’Cause I will never be able to
Dm Am G
comprehend the expansiveness of what I've just learned
C Am
But you, have disappeared
F
You have been released
G
You are flecks of light, you are missed
C Am
Somewhere, spinning round the sun
F
Circling the moon
G
Traveling through time, you are missed
Dm Am G
Walking through unfamiliar streets and shaking unfamiliar hands
Dm Am G
and I'm hearing unfamiliar laughs and lovely language I don't understand
Dm Am G
It's late October in Copenhagen, the skies are grey, the snow is falling
Dm Am G
I see my breath outside, I'm freezing, I'm motionless, I'm disbelieving
C Am
But you have disappeared
F
You have been released
G
You are flecks of light, you are missed
C Am
Somewhere, spinning round the sun
F
Circling the moon
G
Traveling through time, you are missed
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