When the Music's Not Forgotten   by   Deadman


CAPO: +4

INTRO:   x2
          C  F  C  Am  F   C  

            C            F               C
Please come close, for I long for you to hear
         Am              F               C
Hear the sound that will rid you of your fears
     C              F            C
In a land, where no water can be found
     Am                 F             C
In a place, where there is no fertile ground
        C             F            C
Longing for, yearning not to be forgotten
      Am            F           C
In an age, when the music is forgotten
      Am            F           C
In an age, when the music is forgotten

Lead in to Verse 2:
             C  F  C  Am  F   C  

        C                                F                C
And the truth (and the truth), speaks of great and mighty things
         Am                         F               C
Teaching us (teaching us), what the peace of heaven brings
        C                            F               C
We must give (we must give), we must give to all the others
         Am                           F                C
Those in need (those in need), who we fear to call our brothers
         C                           F             C
Reaching out (reaching out), so that we are not forgotten
     Am                         F           C
In a time (in a time), when the music is forgotten
     Am                         F           C
In a time (in a time), when the music is forgotten


BRIDGE:
      Am                                G
If we stand on a hill and do not touch, how can we do good?
      Am                                          G
If we wash our hands with all our friends, where change can really come
      Am                                  G
If we hide our fears and don't draw near, have we really lived?
   Am                             F
Or are we all just standing here, hoping there is grace?

INSTRUMENTAL: x2
              C  F  C  Am  F   C  

     C                          F            C
In a dream (in a dream), that I had not long ago
        Am                 F            C
Visions of (visions of), a city made of gold
      C                             F             C
And a sound (and a sound), that I’d never heard before
       Am                        F             C
Such a sound (such a sound), saturating to the core
       C                              F            C
Such a sound (such a sound), one that cannot be forgotten
     Am                         F              C
In a time (in a time), when the music's not forgotten
     Am                         F              C
In a time (in a time), when the music's not forgotten
     F                                         C
In a time (in a time), when the music's not forgotten
     F                                         C
In a time (in a time), when the music's not forgotten