Verse: Am, Bm7/Am7, Cmaj

CH: Gmaj, Fmaj11, E/Bm7, Am7

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I’m proud of this place

but not too proud to say so

Weaving one moment

From many in the past

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Regenerating memory

Forgive yourself the truth

Plurality of view

ain’t the same as a lie

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(G7, F)

There ain’t no sick days

Paving the ancient road

You do what you need to

And the devil may care

Pointed down a river

Branching out of view

Each stream delivers

An ocean that’s always

You (G7, F)

But don’t you get too used to being you

Cause the world will change,

and so must you

(G7, F)

Rousseau wrote opera

But they paid him for philosophy

Hume sent a bad jacket

Jean-Jacques turned to the ferns

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And Leonardo

And Thomas Young too

They were spanning the chasm

Just doing what they had to

Do

(Chorus)

…and so must you