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Some of us make the music 'cause we hate to waste the lessons E D
Some of us make the musing 'cause it eases all our pains A G
Some of us make the music 'cause we want to make the money C D
But some of us feel the sweet sweet drug of music A C G
Just like heroin in our veins D E
Some of us make the music 'cause like faith it can move mountains E D
Some of us make the music 'cause normality restrains A G
Some of us make the music 'cause it gushes out like fountains C D
But some of us feel the cold black breath of dying A C G
In the moment that silence reigns D E
Chorus:
Oh take me to the mountain D E
Oh take me to the sea D A
Oh make me feel the beating D C
of the heart beneath my fingers G D
and the rushing of the wind D A G
that's calling me D B7 E
Some of us make the music 'cause applause is what we're after E D
Some of us make the music just to break oppression's chains A G
Some of us make the music 'cause we're running from the laughter C D
But some of us feel the sudden rush of music A C G
As it bubbles up in our brains D E
Some of us make the music 'cause we cannot make tommorow E D
Some of us make the music 'cause we cannot reach the stars A G
Some of us make the music for the joy and for the sorrow C D
But all of us hooked on music learn a little A C G
Too late we'll never hide the scars D E
Words and music: Kathy Mar
Copyright 2002 Kathy Mar