A (Eb5)sin gle note pass es; (Eb5)out of the ash es, a (Eb5)flick er ing em ber be gins.

It’s the (Eb5)cour age to turn when the (Eb5)pag es have burned and your sto ry now (Eb5)seems at an (Bbsus)end.

(Cm)Sea sons stay and (Gm)sea sons go,

(Ab)send ing your (Eb)mem ’ries a drift.

It’s the beau (Eb5)beau ti ful long ing; em (Eb5)brace the un known.

That’s the (Eb5)mys t’ry of your (Eb)gift.

And the (Cm)ech oes of your (Gm)mel o (Cm)dy will (Ab)al ways (Eb)live in these (Bb)walls,

and the (Cm)les sons that you (Gm)gave to (Cm)me.

Be (Ab)fore you can (Eb)fly, you must (Bbsus)fall.

It’s the (Eb5)beau ti ful long ing; em (Eb5)brace the un known.

That’s the (Eb5)mys t’ry of your (Ah, gift.

ah.)

There’s a (Eb)voice in the shad ow (Bb)call ing for more.

There’s a (Ab)rhy thm that (Eb)beats from with (Bbsus)in.

(Eb)Lend ing your voice to the (Bb)warmth of your song, there’s a (Ab)strength in the (Eb)choir of (Bbsus)one.

(Cm)Pure is the voice that (Gm)sees the place where the (Ab)weight of your (Eb)past may now lift.

It’s the (Eb)fly, you must fall.

So sing

(Ab)high er and high er; a (Eb)thou sand new voic es ring (Bb)through.

If you sing

(Ab)out of the fi re, the (Eb)cour age you need comes from you.

(There’s a voice in the shad ow (C)call ing for (F)more.

There’s a (Bb)rhy thm that (F)beats from with (Csus)in.

Ah, (F)lend ing your voice to the (Dsus)warmth of the (Dm)song, there’s a (Bb)strength in the (F)choir of (Csus)one.)

But the (Dm)ech oes of your (Am)mel o (Dm)dy will (Bb)al ways (F)live in these (Csus)walls,

and the (Dm)les sons that you (Am)gave to me.

Be (Bb)fore you can (F)fly, you must (C)fall.

It’s the (F)beau ti ful (Gm)long ing; em (F)brace the un (Gm)known.

That’s the (Bb)mys t’ry of your (F)gift.

It’s the (F5)beau ti ful long ing; em (F5)brace the un known.

That’s the (Bb)mys t’ry

of your (F)gift.

(F)gift.