Chords for "The Lost Ones" by Garnet Rogers on Good Hope Island

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_ [C] _ _ Shadows neath these branches [F] grow, _ _ _ _ the suns and birds die _ away. _ _
The hush of night falls on these hills, _ _ _ [G] _ [C] and the turning of the day.
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_ _ _ [F] On nights like this we gather _ here, _ _ brief crowded [Bb] hours fulfilled.
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_ In kinship and good _ _ harmony, _ _ [G] the nightly dreams I can see are [C] still. _
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_ [F] By _ candlelight, by whiskey's glow, _ _ each shining upturned _ _ _ fade.
But a ray of the voice of easy _ glass, _ [C] swirls and _ tumultuous did. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F] When we neither cared nor lacked the time, _ when all the world was wide and new.
_ _ _ _ Nights heady as a draught of wine, _ _
_ _ _ _ [Gm] _ [C] things still _ _ blew. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ So it [F] was those wild and scattered years, _ _ _ we reckoned not the cause. _ _
_ And those whose light burned _ truest and bright, _ _ _ _ _ [C] we remembered _ _ most. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ And so [F] on chants like street or crowded bar, _ _ _ _ _ _ if you now left behind.
_ It raised not a glass but a rueful brow, _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ So I'd stand beneath these garden walls, _ _ _ _ the moon above me, the wind.
_ _ _ _ The stars are cast to the field of night, _ _ _ _ [C] the wind like a drunkard _ weeps. _
_ _ _ [F] Near the empty gate and the silent house, _ _ _ _ the windows dark and blind. _ _
_ _ _ But what slips, slips like sand through desperate hands, _ _ _ _ [G] is treasured [C] within the mind. _ _
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Although the [F] last one will still before me stand, _ _ _ _ _ there all present as of _ _ old.
The [C] tangled _ skein of _ passing years, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] they shine like [F] friends of gold. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ So here's a hand that goes no longer _ near, _ and a glass of [C] those departed.
_ _ [F] Yet shine on through our _ darkened _ [F] years, the brave and gentle departed. _
_ _ Here's a hand that goes no longer near, _ and a glass of [C] those departed. _ _ _
[F] Yet shine on through our darkened _ years, the brave and gentle _ _ departed. _ _ _
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