Dustin Kensrue – What Beautiful Things (Guitar)

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Leaves are falling, the wolves are calling

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And death goes with them.

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The light is waning the night will reign o'er me

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But in the heart of the deepest dark, the light is shining

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I lift my head from my dying bed and sing

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Oh what beautiful things I see

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Oh what beautiful things I see

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The lunatics with the fire-sticks and the deadly rhythm,

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They reprimand us with reckless savagery.

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But in the midst of apocalypse, the dove brings tidings

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I lift my eyes to the the azure skies and sing.

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Oh what beautiful things I see

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Oh what beautiful things I see

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We're so surprised when we realize that we're deftly skilled in

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The very vices we swear off violently

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Still at the crux of the worst in us, the hope is hiding.

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I lift my gaze from my wicked ways and sing

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Oh what beautiful things I see

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Oh what beautiful things I see

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Oh what beautiful things I see

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Oh what beautiful things I see (x2)

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Hey, Hey,  Ohhh  Ohhhh  (x4)