Barclay James Harvest

^G Talk of tomorrow
^G7 And you talk of the ^G times that have been ^G
The ^G wheels keep on turning
^G7 Turning circles we ^G go round again ^G
G Never ending ^G7 the time is bending
These ^G songs all the same ^G
And ^G we will stand listening
^G7 Looking back on the ^G ones that remain ^G
And ^G time hurries ^C on
We are ^G here, we are ^F gone
And ^G time passes ^C on
All the ^G words of your ^F song
^F Turn the pages
^C Nothing ages
That's ^G what you will see ^G
F Turn the pages
^C Ring of changes
Is ^G what it will be ^G
The ^G sun when it's rising
^G7 Paints a shadow on ^G where it has been ^G
And ^G night is surprising
^G7 To the people who ^G stand in between ^G
G Filling spaces ^G7 you see their face
As they ^G wake from their dream ^G
And ^G we will stand looking
^G7 Taking note of the ^G things we have seen ^G
And ^G time hurries ^C on
We are ^G here, we are ^F gone
And ^G time passes ^C on
All the ^G words of your ^F song
^F Turn the pages
^C Nothing ages
That's ^G what you will see ^G
F Turn the pages
^C Ring of changes
Is ^G what it will be ^G