Hamac Of Clouds (Samantha Barks, Orlando Seale) — Dionysos

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Capo 2

G     C               G  
Oh my baby, my little one
G     C               D 
How romantic it could be
C               D
To climb in the sky
G       C             G           C      D
Walking on a stair of stars that shining blue

Am        Em 
I build a hamac of clouds
G           D                          Am
Between the south and the north of the halfmoon
Am         Em            G
And I love you again and again
G         D
And again and again

I hang my head like a snowflake man in a burning sun
Because of my own ghost I'm really dead this time
I'm dead like the corpse in their six feet under graves

How romantic it could be
To climb in the sky
In a hamac made of clouds
In a hamac made of clouds
Hamac made of clouds
My little one
Yes a hamac made of clouds
My baby my little one
My baby my little
a hamac made of clouds
My little one 
					

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