An acoustic ballad with a nice piano break
The start of a holiday... flying above rainclouds as we crossed Wales heading west. A song of restoration....
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Its raining in Wales but I’m soaring above it
There’s unfinished business but you know where to shove it
I’m taking my ease now of time there’s a lotta
Nothing to do but sit watch harry potter
E E4 E Em6 B9 B7 Eb+7 E ….. B7
You make me sing, you make me sing
The sun on the clouds is vivid and blinding
My overtight spring is now slowly unwinding
The ache in my head is at long last subsiding
The muse of my future can come out of hiding
D6 C6 D6 E
Peace of mind is a shy thing waiting in the wings
D6 C6 F6 B
It needs the nurture of loving, showing it how to do its thing