Whistling Girl Teclado

	  


C5 
A whistling girl 
Among his flock of sheep 
In a flow of words 
Lay breathing backward rest assured 
Of Elijah and God's birds 



It will fall to us 
It will fall to us 

Inside the home the folk pine grow 
Where hearts are fire sparks are thrown 
It is all that glitters 
This terrible weakness 

C5 
It falls to us 
It falls to us 
F5 Ab5      C5         
    From his holy hill 

C5 
And it falls to us 
Yes it falls to us 
F5 Ab5     C5 
    By his perfect will 

F5                Ab5             C5 
 Through the open windows of the soul tonight 
F5           Ab5          C5 
 His yoke is easy and his burden light 
F5           Ab5         C5  
 Kiss the sun lest he be angry 
        Ab5 
And you perish in the way 

C5 
The rivers of the sky are dry 
And rolled up like a scroll 
Down below we tend to the forgetting 
Forgetting what we know 
The sun slips from your shoulder 
As you enter in the wood 
Without thought of thorns 
Without thought of thorns 


C5 
It falls to us 
It falls to us 
F5 Ab5      C5         
    From his holy hill 

C5 
And it falls to us 
Yes it falls to us 
F5 Ab5     C5 
    By his perfect will 


F5                Ab5             C5 
 Through the open windows of the soul tonight 
F5           Ab5          C5 
 His yoke is easy and his burden light 
F5           Ab5         C5  
 Kiss the sun lest he be angry 
        Ab5 
And you perish in the way