Tyrant-Tula - Ver 2

Dm C Bb Dm It is nothing to live as we do C Bb Dm Day to day we roam C Bb Dm C Bb Dm Hearts without a home of our own C Bb Dm Dust and passion lay in our throats C Bb Dm Revenge in each word that spoke C Bb Dm C Bb Dm C Bb Dm C Bb Children's eyes fill our minds as we smoke Am F Bb C But somewhere out in the desert a figure moves at speed Am F Bb C Bb C Bb And in his heart he carries the message that they need Dm Bb We move against the tyrant Dm Bb Words fall from his lips Gm Eb G Eb The fire inside their eyes is lit Dm Bb At daybreak freedom calls Dm Bb We answer as one Gm Eb G Eb G Eb G Eb From hiding in the hills we enter the burning sun Danger fills the air and the dawn Holds a sweet but stale perfume Women know that soon they may lose What good are men that love but are slaves In a country they once called their own? As they kissed goodbye they have flown To be there out in the desert as horses move at speed And in each heart is carried the message that they need