Chords for Who We Are

_ _ _ [G] Well, I'm so and so, I was given this name by my parents, I've been to [Em] such and such
a college, I've done these things in my [Am] profession, and I produce a little bargain.
Buddha says, forget it.
That's [F] not you.
That's [G] some story.
That's all gone, that's all past.
I want to see the [Em] real you, you are now.
Nobody [Am] knows who that is, because we don't [F] know ourselves, except through listening to
our egos [G] and consulting our memories.
[Em] But then there's a real you, and that again leads us back [Am] to the real you.
_ Who are [F] you?
_ _ [G] We shall see how they play with this in Zen, [Em] by the koans, to get you to come [Am] out of your
shell and find out who you really [F] are.
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[F] The Zen 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 will suddenly become somebody [F] different, living somewhere else.
[G] They 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 the door half an hour ago, [F] you'll be reincarnated.
If you are liberated, [G] you will understand that you're not. _ _
[Em] _ The future [Am] doesn't exist.
There is only the present.
That's [F] the only real you that there is.
The Zen master [G] Dogen, when we have this morning Zen, _
[Em] spring does not become the summer.
_ [Am] First there is summer, and then there is spring.
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Eliot has the same idea [G] in his poem, The Four Quartets, where [E] he says,
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.
_ [G] If you think you are, you are linking your moments up in a [Em] chain.
And this is what binds you [F] to the wheel of birth and death.
But when you know that every moment in 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.
And [F] he comes back and says, where are your footprints? _
They've gone.
[G] So where are you?
Who are you?
When we are asked [Em] who we are, we usually give a kind of recitation of a [Am] history. _ _ _