Тональность: D minor•
Verse 1
Dm
There's a season for everything
A time for every occupation
of the heaven
A time for givin' birth
A time for dyin'
A time for for plannin'
A time for uprooted that
which was planted
A time for killin'
A time for healin'
A time for knockin' down
A time for buildin'
A time for tears
A time for laughter
Fm
Dm
A time for mournin'
A time for dancin'
A time for throwin' stones away
A time for gatherin' them up
A time for embracin'
A time to refrain from embracin'
A time for searchin'
A time for losin'
A time for keepin'
A time for throwin' away
A time for tearin'
A time for sewin'
A time for keepin' silent
A time for speakin'
A time for lovin'
A time for hatin'
A time for war
A time for peace
Verse 2
Dm
So what does a man gain for the
efforts that he makes?
I contemplate the task
Fm
'The Lord giveth, the Lord
taketh away'
Ebm
Thy horse is a spirit waitin'
F#
Ebm
me near they graves
A ghost rider leaps out
Fm
on the saddle of it
Ebm
Then the horse begins runnin'
Dm
Fm
Upward beyond an orange summit
That same horse saddled in my
Ebm
cousin and billions of dozens
Dm
Before their bones be
Ebm
F#
Ebm
gin crumblin'
Fm
To their grave from the
mother's stomach
Dm
Ebm
Dm
Well, my nephew he wrote one
To that bowl sun, his mother followed him
Way up into the outer realms
Where the clouds are crowded wit men
Fm
Dm
At night the goons
are prowlin' for gems
Fm
Dm
There's place for grandparents
A far advanced planet
where Kings and Queens souls
Where everything seems slow
Dm
Tupac moves in that dark,
Biggie is seein' at our city
It's misty; Jam Master
Dm
Jay is in that haze
Big L as well,
he dwells wit Big Pun in that Kingdom
Dm
And J. Dillinger and the millions of souls
Many more will have to go,
Fm
reason why? I don't know
Verse 3
Fm
You try to stay focus,
Ebm
watchin' for that day approaches
You got the coverage of
F#
Fm
the Lord's judgment
Ebm
F#
Ebm
The blood rinse off your soft body
Then placed in the arms of
Ebm
Fm
She placed you in a potty
Fast forward,
Ebm
you in a staircase in your lobby
F#
Watchin' fiends goin' out
Fm
on apartment 5- D
Ebm
F#
Well I know this crackhead name
Ebm
F#
Brother Lord
Always watchin' him huggin'
Ebm
Dm
Many get high and many
souls have to fly
Ebm
Fm
Dm
The Bible says we all have to die
You look for reasons,
Gm
Fm
I don't know why
Gm
Fm
Dm
This is where the ghetto
spirits carve tonight
No owls in flight, no sound in sight
Dm
Dm
As we float like a cloud
Dm
through the dark light
Barkin' of buncha old worn out
dogs nobody wants
Dm
Hounds from hell,
the starvin' night haunts
The flesh is unveiled,
pure spirit unbothered by gravity
Dm
Fm
A body weight to a Godly place
Ebm
Then drift into the internal night
Fm
As they take the eternal flight
They see your majesty, the Gatekeeper
Ebm
The great weepers,
Fm
the grave's deeper
Ebm
And the night is frostbit
So long back to the darkness
Fm
Verse 4
Ebm
That's enough, your majesty,
Dm
Shh, you're sworn into secrecy,
say no more
No one must know about
the hidden door
Close the door and move out the way
Close the door
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