Someday
Brett DennenVersion1
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Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
Yeah
In the womb of winter, summer seems a myth
In my desperation I throw my faith into the wind
Born to a world where it is a fight just to fit in
From the cradle to the grave, it never ends
Someday, someday in a cloud of gray
I will, I'll make my great escape
So many ways to walk upon the earth
I trace my footsteps to the place of my birth
So what do you do with all your precious time
So many ways in which to reach for the sky
Someday, someday in a cloud of gray
I will, I'll make my great escape
Someday, someday in a cloud of gray
I will, I'll make my great escape
Say, little bit by little bit, someday
I may be weary but I am not weak
I can sing a song of suffering
Maybe a song unsung is dancing on the tip of your tongue
My salvation's ahead of me
I can feel it calling me
I know that I, I know that I will be ready
Someday, someday in a cloud of gray
I will, I'll make my great escape
Someday, someday in a cloud of gray
I will, I'll make my great escape
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Readable chord sheet for Someday by Brett Dennen
[D] [E] [A] [E] Yeah [F#m]In the womb of [E]winter, [D]summer seems a [A]myth [D]In my desper[A]ation I throw my [E]faith into the wind [F#m]Born to a world [E]where it[D] is a fight just to [A]fit in [D]From the cradle t[A]o the grave, it n[E]ever ends [D]Someday, some[A]day [E]in a cloud of [A]gray I will, I[D]'ll m[A]ake my g[E]reat e[A]scape [F#m]So many w[E]ays to [D]walk upon the [A]earth [D]I trace my f[A]ootsteps to the p[E]lace of my birth [F#m]So what do you [E]do with [D]all your precious [A]time [D]So many [A]ways in which to [E]reach for the sky [D]Someday, some[A]day [E]in a cloud of [A]gray I will, I[D]'ll m[A]ake my g[E]reat e[A]scape [D]Someday, some[A]day [E]in a cloud of [A]gray I will, I[D]'ll m[A]ake my g[E]reat e[A]scape [F#m] [D] [A] [E] [F#m]Say, little[D] bit by little bit, some[A]day [E] I may be [D]weary but I am not [E]weak I can sing a [A]song of suffe[F#m]ring Maybe a s[D]ong un[A]sung is d[E]ancing on the tip of your tongue My salv[D]ation's ahead of [E]me I can fee[A]l it calling[F#m] me I know that [D]I, I know that [A]I will be [E]ready [D]Someday, some[A]day [E]in a cloud of [A]gray I will, I[D]'ll m[A]ake my g[E]reat e[A]scape [D]Someday, some[A]day [E]in a cloud of [A]gray I will, I[D]'ll m[A]ake my g[E]reat e[A]scape