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Changes (Phil Ochs)

FGCDmF
Sit by my side, come as close as the air. Share
GAmDm
in a mem'ry of grey, and wander in my words, And
GCDmGC
dream about the pictures that I play, of changes.
FGCDmF
Green leaves of summer turn red in the fall. To
GAm
brown, to yellow they fade, and then they have
DmGCDmG
to die. Trapped within the circle time parade,
C
of changes.
FGCDm
Scenes of my young years were warm in my mind.
FGAm
Visions of shadows that shine, 'til one day I
DmGC
returned. And found they were a victim of the
DmGC
vines, of changes.
     
FGC
The world's spinning madly, it drifts in the
DmFGAm
dark. Swings through a hollow of haze, a race
DmGC
around the stars, A journey through the universe
DmGC
a-blaze, of changes.
FGCDm
Moments of magic will glow in the night. As
FGAm
fires will sometimes burn cold, like petals in
DmGC
the wind, We're puppets to the silver strings of
DmGC
souls, of changes.
FGC
Your tears will be trembling, now we're
DmFG
somewhere else. One last cup of wine we will
AmDmG
pour, I'll kiss you one more time, And leave you
CDmGC
on the rolling river shore, of changes.

Changes (Phil Ochs)                               
                                                  
Sit by my side, come as close as the air. Share   
in a mem'ry of grey, and wander in my words, And  
dream about the pictures that I play, of changes. 
                                                  
Green leaves of summer turn red in the fall. To   
brown, to yellow they fade, and then they have    
to die. Trapped within the circle time parade,    
of changes.                                       
                                                  
Scenes of my young years were warm in my mind.    
Visions of shadows that shine, 'til one day I     
returned. And found they were a victim of the     
vines, of changes.                                
                                                  
The world's spinning madly, it drifts in the      
dark. Swings through a hollow of haze, a race     
around the stars, A journey through the universe  
a-blaze, of changes.                              
                                                  
Moments of magic will glow in the night. As       
fires will sometimes burn cold, like petals in    
the wind, We're puppets to the silver strings of  
souls, of changes.                                
                                                  
Your tears will be trembling, now we're           
somewhere else. One last cup of wine we will      
pour, I'll kiss you one more time, And leave you  
on the rolling river shore, of changes.