Verse: Bm F#m A We told our tales as we Bm F#m A sat under morninʼs sleepy Bm F#m A sky Bm F#m A Bm F#m A Bm F#m A With all the colours of the Bm F#m A sunrise shining in our Bm F#m A eyes Bm F#m A Bm F#m A G F#m A One, then another with a G F#m A story of yesterdayʼs Bm F#m A lives Bm F#m A Bm F#m A G F#m A Or of a lover who had G F#m A gone in a moment of Bm F#m A strife Verse: Bm F#m A No thought of sleep ever Bm F#m A dwells upon the wise manʼs Bm F#m A mind Bm F#m A Bm F#m A Bm F#m A Some task or audience Bm F#m A stealing every moment of his Bm F#m A time Bm F#m A Bm F#m A G F#m A Thus we have learned to live while G F#m A mortal man lies waiting to Bm F#m A die Bm F#m A Bm F#m A G F#m A How can we do what must be G F#m A done in just one short Bm F#m A life? Bridge: Dm And if you ask, then you should Bb know, if you still doubt you should be G told, it was not we that made it Bb so, it was by those who went Bm before... Bm F#m A Bm F#m A Bm F#m A And there you sit tomorrowʼs Bm F#m A child, so full of love so full of Bm F#m A life, but you must rise to meet the Bm F#m A day, lest you become another Bm F#m A tale, and there you sit tomorrowʼs
