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Daniel Romano : Finally Free 2018

  1. Empty Husk
  2. All The Reaching Trims
  3. The Long Mirror Of Time

Empty Husk

Capo:
I
Asus2
So the mirror poets laugh From the serpent's ruptured raft
D
A
They finger at the monarch
F#m
/e
Asus2
With the reproduction blush Oh but I can hardly see them With their saintly diadem I implore my preservation Deep inside the empty husk
D
A
A
D
And I am not afraid, no mirror, I am not afraid
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A
A
D
Though the molecules of time have cast the sunshine to the shade
D
A
A
D
And I am not afraid, no mirror, I am not afraid
E
F#m
D
A
There'll be truth blooms in the willows in the morning So the mirror poets laugh From the serpent's ruptured wrath They finger at the monarch With the reproduction blush Oh but I can hardly see them With their saintly diadem I implore my preservation Deep inside the empty husk I won't be denied, no mirror, I won't be denied Bending limbs of reaching trims allow us to survive I won't be denied, no mirror, I won't be denied There's enchantment in the questions without warning
C#m
A
Mirror I'm a current, mirror I'm a current now Mirror I'm a current, mirror I'm a current now
C#m
E
In the stream of human conscience where all melody's profound But I want
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A
E
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) No more darkness, no more No more darkness, no more No more darkness, no more No more darkness, yeah I am not afraid, no mirror, I am not afraid Though the molecules of time Have cast the sunshine to the shade I am not afraid, no mirror, I am not afraid There'll be truth blooms in the willows in the morning

All The Reaching Trims

Tuning: DADGBE (Drop D)
D
/c
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Am
All the reaching trims and their everlasting limbs
C
/b
Em
D
Take me as a brother when my shell returns within
D
/c
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Am
Long after the fall of time, the crest will crack and spill the brine
C
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Em
D
Omissions of us leeching little children
Dm
Am
Let 'em surround the oily highways of Miriam
C
/b
D
I seek charity to raise your rooted feet
Dm
Am
And those who do not slow their eyes to see them
C
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D
Be it there to host a circling defeat I have hope perhaps a stillness can devour them With many songs and laughter through the many splintered years I love my mind, terrestrial and without end Myself and Miriam throw ourselves upon the oily gears For all the reaching trims and their everlasting limbs Oh take me as a brother when my shell returns within Long after the fall of time, the crest will crack and spill the brine Omissions of us leeching little children Not one Lord but a million Lords of pigment They compliment the colors of our intellectual gore The bramble of the undiscovered labyrinth Is most certainly the venerated outfit of the Lord I stroke the backs, I pay leaves to the window So the glass returns to sand returns to pebbles on the beach No question for an ever-changing island All these things appear to us we learn them as we Teach ourselves to reach as a billion loves Below as above, stretching with love Feeding us all with an exhale of purified wonder All the reaching trims and their everlasting limbs Oh take me as a brother when my shell returns within Long after the fall of time, the crest will crack and spill the brine Omissions of us leeching little children

The Long Mirror Of Time

Mountains of stone in the tall lunar highlands They cannot conquer me, nor surpass my size The blush of an iris in the bleach of the summer It cannot forge the hue of my wide purple tide And though I am changing, these thrifts they will find me On the wandering plains of another gone year Where seven young babies will float all around me And turn in a parallel and all disappear The long mirror of time The long mirror of time Its sculpted crystal passage is not genuine The long mirror of time The long mirror of time Reveals the prism faces but not mine The emperors wait there in the face of the future And I am here folding in a firm yellow rose They know these indulgences but know not the hollowed orb My softest armor dawns in ragged old clothes And it cannot harm them, their many medicines Dug from the extract of cold shattered time What was the mountain, the marvel now manifests In streams of wild radiance for melodious minds The long mirror of time The long mirror of time Its sculpted crystal passage is not genuine The long mirror of time The long mirror of time Reveals the prism faces but not mine The mountain of stone is the blush of the iris Although I am changing with all unborn faces The summit is waiting to carry me over it The foot of the horse, the whip of the foul The foot of the horse, the whip of the foul The foot of the horse, the whip of the foul The mirror of time is reflecting me now The mirror of time is reflecting me now