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
