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Em  Bm  A  Am  Bm  A  G  F#m  C B
Em  Bm A  Em  Bm A

Em             Bm A
Woke up in rainy autumn,
Em                     Bm A
Morning mist beginning to wane.
        Em                     Bm A
And the birds of the winged treees,
           Em   Bm A
Calling my name.

Em                   Bm A
Care-less the clouds a--bove me,
    Em                     Bm A
The wind is gently lifting my hair.
          Em                     Bm A
Where the rivers of the wind fall    light rain,
          Em   Bm A
Now stand bare.

Chorus:
Em                    D
Listen to the flowing streams,
A                           C
Golden in the shelter of my dreams,
Bm                    A                       G    F#m  C B
Playing a song on the meadow that echoes with love.
Em  Bm A  Em  Bm A

Em                     B A
Walk alone through the garden,
    Em                      Bm   A
The leaves are wet with morning's tear.
        Em                Bm A
And the whispering of someone,
              Em   Bm A
Is drawing me near.

Em              Bm A
Content to rest a--while,
Em                   Bm A
Pondering the motion of time.
     Em              Bm A
Over unforgotten memories,
          Em   Bm A
Dipped in wine.

Chorus:
Em                    D
Listen to the flowing streams,
A                           C
Golden in the shelter of my dreams,
Bm                    A                       G    F#m  C B
Playing a song on the meadow that echoes with love.

Em  Bm A  Em  Bm A
Em  Bm A  Em  Bm A
Em

Em  Bm A  Em  Bm A

    Em                      Bm    A
The god of dusk is falling around me,
    Em                     Bm  A
The night air now restless and dank.
        Em                          Bm A
Yet the fields are specked with flowers,
        Em   Bm A
Few and rank.

Em                  Bm  A
Moon reflecting off the water,
Em                Bm A
Rippling an image to me.
       Em                 Bm  A
Of the way that it is and the way,
                   Em   Bm A
That it's going to be.

Chorus:
Em                    D
Listen to the flowing streams,
A                           C
Golden in the shelter of my dreams,
Bm                    A                       G    F#m  C B
Playing a song on the meadow that echoes with love.

Em  Bm A  Em  Bm A
Em  Bm A  Em  Bm A
Em