(intro) Em C Am B D

Em                                                C
Cold moon rides in the skies, like a gloomy still life
Am                                   B     D
And from dusty old pages, I read the tales
Em                                            C
Secret ancient legacies by an artist?s hands come.
Am                                  B       D
For most eyes not to see one can?t deny ?em

Am                D               G                C
The glimpse of twilight and the immortal dreams by the sea
Am                      D         Em
What dwells just for now can be eternal
Am                  D        G        C       Am             D          Em
Become witnesses of all unconceivable secrets and symbols of our Mother Nature
Am           D                  G        C            Am             D              Em
Novus Ordo Seclorum comes from ancient papyri and the deepest of the roots grants forever
Am               D        G                 C          Am            D               Em
One split a thin bread in 2 thousand and 40 pieces and those could become Spirits of Time

Em                                                C
As I turn these old pages, the night is shrouding on
Am                                                    B D
And the chariot of crowned child brings the first light
Em                                           C    Am                                B    D
Then I learn how to teach by the act of shut up, closing doors of my life for human nature

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