Am F G E
Am F G E

Am          F
If all that grows
          G               E
starts to fade, starts to falter
Am          F              G            E
Oh let me inside, let me inside not to wake

Am           F
Let all that run
            G                   E
through the fields, through the quiet
Am               F
Go on with their own
              G          E
on with their own hidden ways

Am F G E
Am F G E

Am       F
When all newness
   G            E
of gold travels far from
Am                F
Where it had once been
              G          E
Worn like the earth over years

    Am               F
And when the acts of men
          G               E
Cause the ground to break open
Am          F              G           E
Oh let me inside, let me inside not to wake

Am            F         G        C
Great are the sounds of all that live
    F                E
And all that man can hold


Am F G C F F E
Am F G C F F E


Am          F
If all that grows
          G               E
starts to fade, starts to falter
Am          F              G            E
Oh let me inside, let me inside not to wake

Am            F         G        C
Great are the sounds of all that live
    F                E
And all that man can hold

Am            F         G        C
Great are the sounds of all that live

F E Am


(chords by christina fjersnam)