Chords for Electus - Who We Are

_ _ _ [G] Well, I'm so-and-so, I was given this name by my parents, I've been [Em] to such-and-such a college, I've done these things in my profession, I produce [Am] a little bug,
Buddha says, forget it, [F] _ _ _ [G] story.
That's all gone, that's all past.
I want to see the [Em] real you, who you are now.
Nobody knows who that [Am] _ is, because we don't [F] know ourselves, except through listening to our [G] echos and consulting our memories.
[Em] But then there's a real you, and that again leads us [Am] back to this question, who [F] are you?
_ _ _ [G] We shall see how they play with this exam.
[Em] By the koans, to get you to [Am] come out of your shell and find out who you really [F] are.
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People, for example, are quite divided [G] on this.
They will say, no, we don't believe literally [Em] in reincarnation, that after your [Am] funeral, you know, you will suddenly become somebody [F] different, living somewhere else.
They [G] will say reincarnation means this, [Em] that if you, sitting here now, are really convinced that you're the [Am] same person who walked in at dawn half an hour ago, [F] you'll be reincarnated.
If you are liberated, [G] you will understand that you're not. _
[Em] Past doesn't exist, the future [Am] doesn't exist.
There is only the present, and that's [F] the only real you that there is.
The Zen master, [G] Dogen, put it this way, he said, [Em] spring does not become the summer.
_ [Am] First there is summer, and then there is spring.
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[F] _ T.S. Eliot has the same idea [G] in his poem, The Fourth Quartets, where he says, [Em] when you settle down in the train to read your [F] newspaper and so on, you are not the same person who a little while ago left the platform.
If [G] you think you are, you are keeping your moments up in the [Em] chain, and this is what binds you [F] to the wheel of birth and death.
When you know that every moment at which you are is the [G] only moment, this comes into Zen, the master will [Em] say to somebody, get up and walk across the room.
[A] And he comes back and says, where are your footprints? _
[F] They've gone.
[G] So where are you?
Who are you?
[Em] When we are asked who we are, we usually give a kind of recitation of a history.
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