Ocean Gypsy

Renaissance

Compositor: Renaissance

Tom: C

Intro: Am9  D  D6  D  Am9 E7  E

Verso 1:
Am               Dm7   Am
Tried to take it all away
            C      Am           F
Learn her freedom just inside a day
              E7                Am            E7
And find her soul to find their fears allayed
Am                Dm7         Am
Tried to make her love their own
               C         Am7
They took her love, they left her there
     F                E7                  Am9
They gave her nothing back that she would want to own
C                G
Gold and silver, rings and stones
Dm/F          Bb
Dances slowly of the moon
C       G                   F
No one else can know, she stands alone
C                    G
Sleeping dreams will reach for her
Dm/F                 Bb
She cannnot say the words they need
C          G               F           E
She knows she's alone and she is free

Refrão:
Am           E
Ocean gypsy of the moon
E7                  Am       F          D7     E7
The sun has made a thousand nights for you to hold
Am           E
Ocean gypsy where are you
E7                   Am      F
The shadows followed by the stars
     D7        E               Am9
Have turned to gold, turned to gold

(Repeat Intro)

Verso 2:
Then she met a hollow soul
Filled him with her light and was consoled
She was the moon and he, the sun was gold
Eyes were blinded with his light
The sun she gave reflected back the night
The moon was waning almost out of sight
Softly ocean gypsy calls
Silence holds the stars awhile
They smile sadly for her where she falls
Just the time before the dawn
The sea hushed, the ocean calls her
Day has taken her and now she´s gone

Refrão:
     D7        E               A
Have turned to gold, turned to gold

Verso 3:
No one noticed when she died
Ocean gypsy shackled to the tide
The ebbing waves were turning spreading wide
Something gone within her eyes
Her fingers lifeless stroke the sand
Her battered soul was lost, she was abandoned
Silken thread like wings still shine
Winds take pleasure, still make patterns
In her lovely hair, so dark and fine
Stands on high beneath the seas
Cries no more, her tears have dried
Oceans weep for her, the ocean sighs

Refrão:
     D7        E               A    G  D  A  D
Have turned to gold, turned to gold