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I’ll be home
When hair has fallen out
We’ll be home
When it reaches the ground
We’ll be home
We’ll be home
Then

We can sing
Through cracks in the crossbeams
We can sing
Very, very quietly
We can sing
We can sing for each other

Until then don’t tear your hair out
I won’t tear it out if you don’t

When I die, I’m leaving you my feet
When you die, you can stand up for me
We can lie in a homemade canoe
You can put me in your hair
I’ll be happy there

Oh oh
Oh oh
Oh oh

We’ll be home
When my hair has fallen out
We’ll be home
When we’ve picked it up off the ground

We’ll be home then
We’ll be home then
We can sing and
We’ll be home then

Am C x8
Am x5

G F#m Em Am x2

I heard all your reasons
I heard all your plans
I have seen the seasons
Clutched up in your hands

You’re the one-eyed feather
You’re the lion’s mane
Swear you’ve heard the weather
Calling out your name

There’ll be no more winter
There’ll be no more spring and
There’ll be no more dinner bells
Left for you to ring
There’ll be no more dinner bells
Dinner bells to ring.

Maestro learns the music
Musicians learn to dance
They’ll be no more trumpets

They’re’ll be no more flutes
No more clapping hands

I heard all your reasons
I heard all your plans
I heard of your treasons

And I heard all your pleas
And I’ve made friends with the hangman

So there’ll be no more winter
There’ll be no more spring and
There’ll be no more dinner bells
Left for you to ring
There’ll be no more dinner bells
Dinner bells to ring

There’ll be no more dinner bells
Dinner bells to ring
There’ll be no more dinner bells
Dinner bells to ring

C Bm Am D x3

till the end