A
I’ve collected up blue stars
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I have ripped them from his belt
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Up in the clear sky
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Out in the black night

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I've wrapped them up in leaves
            D                F#m
That I’ve gathered from our street
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Here on a half hill
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In light of the windmill

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I’ll always burn a light for you
          A                   F#m      E
Of the constant kind (Of the constant kind)
    D                  E
I always burn a light for you

                          A
I have asked the sun to sink
     D
All the birds to cease their singing
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To close up this long day
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Draw blinds on it's mistakes

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I have ordered all the words
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To surround you and speak in turn
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The best that they dare state
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The things that I can’t say

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I’ll always burn a light for you
          A                   F#m      E
Of the constant kind (Of the constant kind)
    D                  E
I always burn a light for you

         D
Oh the city homes are all alight
     A                     D
And the sky has filled itself with night
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I will steal these things away For us both