Title = Elusive Butterfly
Artist = Bob Lynd
CATEGORY = Rock
Speed = 100
Font = 35
NOTE = ZZZZ025

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D                      Em
You might wake up some morning
        G                 A
To the sound of something moving past your 
D
window in the wind
              G               A
And if you're quick enough to rise you'll catch a 
G                    A                Dm
fleeting glimpse of someone's fading shadow
                  Em
Out on the new horizon
        G                A
You may see the floating motion of a
D
distant pair of wings
           Em                  G
And if the sleep has left your ears you might hear 
A                  G               D
footsteps running through an open meadow
            G    A               D
Don't be concerned it will not harm you     
          G           A                Dm
It's only me pursuing something I'm not sure of
            G           A       D
Across my dreams   With nets of wonder
            G              A            D
I chase the bright elusive butterfly of love
D                       Em
You might have heard my footsteps
     G             A
Echo softly in the distance through the 
D
canyons of your mind
             Em               G
I might have even called your name as I ran 
A               G             D
searching after something to believe in
                       Em
You might have seen me running
            G              A
Through the long abandoned ruins of the 
D
dreams you left behind
        Em                  G
If you remembered something there that 
G      A                 G          D
glided past you followed close by heavy breathing
            G    A               D
Don't be concerned it will not harm you
          G          A                 Dm
It's only me pursuing something I'm not sure of
          G           A        D
Across my dreams with nets of wonder
            G              A             D
I chase the bright elusive butterfly of love

Instrumental
          A                     D
Across my dreams   With nets of wonder
            G              A            D
I chase the bright elusive butterfly of love