White Light

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Oh, the village of the hill 
        A 
Sitting silently at will 
          F#m           A          E 
Like some prophecy forgotten by an age 
E 
With no guns before its gate 
    A 
The mysterious estate 
     F#m             A                 E 
Lies waiting for its history's dawning page 
         A      A/G#   F#m             E 
With the raging of the sea before its height 
        A           A/G#       F#m              E    E  A  F#m   A   E 
And the strength of those whom see beyond their sight 
E 
Oh, the smithies anvil rings 
        A  
And the symphony it sings 
   F#m              A              E 
No voice nor poet's pen can put to tune 
E 
And electric lines of force 
     A 
Ring around the humble lives 
       F#m                 A             E 
Of the souls that hear the master saying soon 
         A           A/G#   F#m              E 
With the clouds that gather near disturb the night 
          A      A/G# F#m                 E  E    E  A  F#m   A   E 
Striking flashes of a difference, fleeing fright 
E 
No slight of tongue nor hand 
       A 
Can so boldly there withstand 
A        F#m            A                      E 
When the spirit of it's truth shall speak the time 
E 
And no ignorance of life 
       A  
Can be held within the sight 
       F#m           A                 E 
Of the buttresses of ageless binds of time 
    A        A/G#     F#m             E 
The communion of the forces take delight 
         A         A# G  F#m                  E  E    E  A  F#m   A   E 
With the fear that no   tongues may read nor write 
E 
White Light 
E 
Oh the village of the hill 
        A 
Sitting silently still 
         F#m              A                     E 
With the strength of ages past they're still at hand 
E 
Reckons not to look behind 
       A               
But to look within and find 
       F#m           A                  E 
And to hear of those enlightened by the lamb 
         A      A/G#  F#m                   E 
With the powers of the wind both fierce and light 
        A      A/G#   F#m                    E 
And the waters of the storm went through the night 
 
 
From Gene Clark "White Light" 
A & M Records