Lou Grace chords

[INTRO]
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Ton[E]ight the canvas s[B]kies glides by be[A]fore our e[E]yes,
With c[E]ardboard stars a[B]ligned shaping our s[A]tate of [E]mind.

The a[E]fternoon bids w[B]elcome to the p[A]ale paper [E]moon,
An e[E]agle owl with c[B]otton quill flies e[A]ast passed the [E]hill.

[A]There’s a trail of thoughts we use[E]d to follow,
That [A]leads the way into the mountain h[E]ollow.
And t[A]he place we thought weâ€[E]™d never see,
[A]Unfolding before you a[E]nd me,
Where [B]Lou Grace flows ups[A]tream,
Is still the place where we shall [E]meet.

Our b[E]lanket’s car[B]ried by the bree[A]ze across the s[E]even seas,
We r[E]ow our way with o[B]ld John’s cane, [A]the shore we?[E] ?€™ll attain.

Ah[E]ead our eyes are s[B]et on something n[A]ew, with shades of [E]blue,
Itâ€[E]™s cobalt curta[B]ins shaped like w[A]aterfalls, unfolding its[E]elf tall.

[A]Let's pretend this world will always r[E]emain,
And w[A]hen we leave this place, we'll stay the s[E]ame.
And t[A]he place we thought weâ€[E]™d never see,
[A]Unfolding before you a[E]nd me,
Where [B]Lou Grace flows upst[A]ream,
Is still the place where we shall [E]meet.

[B]Lou Gr[E]ace, Lou Graceâ?[A] ?™s ru[E]nning,
Leading h[A]ome to where we know we should be h[E]eading to.
And [A]the place we thought weâ?[E] ?™d never see,
[A]Unfolding before you a[E]nd me,
Where L[B]ou Grace flows ups[A]tream,
Where L[B]ou Grace flows ups[A]tream,
Is still the place where we shall [E]meet.