The Island

	  		Capotraste 3ª casa 



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They say the skies of Lebanon are burning,  
Those mighty cedars bleeding in the heat.  
They're showing pictures on the television  
Women and children dying in the street. 
  
G                            A 
And we're still at it in our own place, 
	           D	    G	             Bm 
Still trying to reach the future through the past.  
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Still trying to carve tomorrow from a tombstone...  

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But hey, don't listen to me! This wasn't meant to be no sad song.  
G	A	D 
We've heard too much of that before.  
 G            A          D             G 
Right now I only want to be here with you 
          Bm      A	    D  
'til the morning dew comes falling.  
G                            D 
And I wanna take you to the island, 
G	      A		       D 
 Trace your footprints in the sand.  
G	    A                D		G	 
And in the evening when the sun goes down  
	Bm	     A		D	 
We'll make love to the sound of the ocean.  


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They're raising banners over by the markets,  
Whitewashing slogans on our shipyard walls.  
Witchdoctors praying for a mighty showdown - 
No way our holy flag is gonna fall.  

G                        A 
Up here we sacrifice our children 
            D        G            Bm 
to feed the worn-out dreams of yesterday, 
	       G	  A            D     Bm	 
And teach them dying will lead us into glory... 

     G         D             G             Bm            G    D 
But hey, don't listen to me! This wasn't meant to be no sad song.  
G	A	D 
I've   sung too much of that before.  
 G            A          D             G 
Right now I only want to be here with you 
          Bm      A	    D  
'Til the morning dew comes falling.  
G                            D 
And I wanna take you to the island, 
G	      A		       D 
Trace your footprints in the sand.  
G	    A                D		G	 
And in the evening when there's no one around,  
	Bm	     A		D	 
We'll make love to the sound of the ocean.  


D             Bm          G                  D 
Now I know us plain folks don't see all the story,  
And I know this peace and love's just copping out.  
And I guess these young boys dying in the ditches  
Is just what being free is all about. 

             G                         A 
And how this twisted wreckage down on main street 
              D   G             Bm 
Will bring us all together in the end  
             G         A               D    G  
And we'll go marching down the road to freedom 
D    Bm 
Freedom 
D    G 
Freedom