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Tyrant-tula

Renaissance
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It  is nothing  to live  as we do
Day  to day  we roam
Hearts  without  a home  of our own
 Dust and passion lay  in our throats
 Revenge in each word  that spoke
 Children's eyes  fill our minds  as we smoke
But  somewhere out  in the desert a figure  moves at speed
And  in his heart  he carries the message  that they need
We  move against  the tyrant
Words  fall from his lips
The  fire inside  their eyes is lit
At  daybreak freedom  calls
We  answer as one
From  hiding in  the hills we enter  the burning sun
 Danger fills the air and the dawn
 Holds a sweet but stale perfume
 Women know that soon they may lose
 What good are men that love but are slaves
 In a country they once called their own?
 As they kissed goodbye they have flown
 To be there out in the desert as horses move at speed
 And in each heart is carried the message that they need

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Readable chord sheet for Tyrant-tula by Renaissance

[Dm]It is [C]nothing to [Bb]live as we [Dm]do

[C]Day to [Bb]day we [Dm]roam

[C]Hearts with[Bb]out a [Dm]home[C] of [Bb]our [Dm]own

Dust and [C]passion [Bb]lay in our [Dm]throats

Revenge in [C]each [Bb]word that [Dm]spoke

Children's [C]eyes fill our [Bb]minds as we [Dm]smoke [C]    [Bb]        [Dm]            [C]               [Bb]                   [Dm]                       [C]                          [Bb]

[Am]But somewhere [F]out in the desert a [Bb]figure moves at [C]speed

[Am]And in his [F]heart he carries the [Bb]message that they [C]need  [Bb]       [C]           [Bb]

[Dm]We move a[Bb]gainst the tyrant

[Dm]Words fall from his [Bb]lips

[Gm]The fire in[Eb]side their eyes is [G]lit    [Eb]

[Dm]At daybreak [Bb]freedom calls

[Dm]We answer as [Bb]one

[Gm]From hiding [Eb]in the hills we [G]enter the [Eb]burning [G]sun  [Eb]      [G]         [Eb]

Danger fills the air and the dawn
Holds a sweet but stale perfume
Women know that soon they may lose
What good are men that love but are slaves
In a country they once called their own?
As they kissed goodbye they have flown

To be there out in the desert as horses move at speed
And in each heart is carried the message that they need

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