Turn me l
E
oose from your
B/D#
hands
Let me
A
fly
B
high to distant
E
lands
Over
F#/A#
green fields, trees and
A
mountains
E/B
Flowers
a
B7
nd forest f
E
ountains
A
Home along the
E/B
lanes
B7
of
the
E
skyway
For this
E
dark and lonely
B/D#
room
Projects a
A
sha
B7
dow cast in g
E
loom
And my eyes are
F#/A#
mirrors
Of the
A
world
outside
Thinking
E/B
of the way
B7
That the wind can
E
turn the tide
And these
A
shadows
turn
From
E/B
purple
B7
into
E
gray
{soc}
For just this
A
Skyline
Pigeon
E/B
Dreaming of the
B7
open
E
Waiting for the day
He can
A
spread his wings
And
E/B
fly
a
B7
way
a
E
gain
G#7/D#
Fly
C#m
away
D#7
skyline
pigeon
G#m
fly
Towards the
A
dreams
You’ve left so
E/B
very
B7
far
E
behind
Fly
C#m
away
D#7
skyline
pigeon
G#m
fly
Towards the
A
dreams
You’ve left so
E/B
very
B7
far
E
behind
{eoc}
Just let me
E
wake up in the morning
To the
G#m/D#
smell of new mown hay
A
To laugh and cry, to live and
B7
die
E
In the brightness of my day
I want to
F#/A#
hear the pealing bells
Of distant
A
churches
sing
But most of
E/B
all please free me
B7
From this aching me
E
tal
ring
And
A
open out this
E/B
cage
B7
towards the
E
sun
{c:Repeat Chorus}
