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Eyes of the World - Grateful Dead
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[Verse 1]
Emaj7 A Bm A
Right outside this, lazy summer home.
Emaj7 A Emaj7 Bm A
You ain't got time to call your, soul a critic, no.
A C#m B A
Right outside the lazy gate, of winter's summer home,
C#m B D A
Wonderin' where the nut thatch winters, wings a mile long
E A E A C
Just carried the bird away.
[Chorus]
G C G C
Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world.
G C G C C#
The heart has its beaches, its homeland and thoughts of its own.
D C G C
Wake now discover that you are the song that the morning brings.
G C D Bm A Emaj7
The heart has its seasons, its evenings and songs of its own.
[Verse 2]
Emaj7 A Emaj7 Bm A
There comes a redeemer, and he slowly too fades away.
Emaj7 A Emaj7 Bm A
There follows his wagon, behind him that's loaded with clay.
A C#m B A
The seeds that were silent, all burst into bloom and decay,
E A E A C
Night comes so quiet, it's close on the heels of the day.
[Chorus]
G C G C
Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world.
G C G C C#
The heart has its beaches, its homeland and thoughts of its own.
D C G C
Wake now discover that you are the song that the morning brings.
G C D Bm A Emaj7
The heart has its seasons, its evenings and songs of its own.
[Verse 3]
Emaj7 A Emaj7 Bm A
Sometimes we live no particular way but our own.
Emaj7 A Emaj7 Bm A
Sometimes we visit your country and live in your home.
A C#m B A
Sometimes we ride on your horses, sometimes we walk alone,
E A E A C
Sometimes the songs that we hear are just songs of our own.
[Chorus]
G C G C
Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world.
G C G C C#
The heart has its beaches, its homeland and thoughts of its own.
D C G C
Wake now discover that you are the song that the morning brings.
G C D Bm A Emaj7
The heart has its seasons, its evenings and songs of its own.