Bb Cm Dm Strange are the days Eb F How they seem out of place DmD Gm Flowers spring in a row Eb C7F To defeat the ridden snow Bb Cm Dm Yet they exist Eb F Without magic or tricks DmDGm When by chance, loving June EbF Bb Gasps for air and calls out "Bloom!" Eb Dm Dm7 Life as is said goes up and down Eb FBbAb Bb We walk through the door a second time around to Eb Dm Dm7 Do what was said but never done, EbD7Gm F C7 And promised you gardens made of green BbEb Gm Ebm Yet we're lost in this tune, just men of the moon Bb Eb F Bb That sing for a world of constant bloom